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Accolade and Review for my poem,  Rage, Rage

Malak Kalmoni. Chehab Such a powerful, thoughtful provoking poem, Malak! Our best values too often take a back seat, are put on a back burner, while fear and anger rule. Congratulations on a profound poem! By, Linda Powers O’Dell

Rage, Rage …

“Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”¹
Pray that it helps you stave off the blight.

What courage you lacked in life, use to survive
The rending of your soul into an abyss that’s alive
With darkness, depression, hurt, pain, and ruin.

Strugle against succumbing into oppression
Of a world that dictates perfection when its application
Of destruction is an overwhelming aberration of nature.

Humanity’s need to have compassion in its revision
Of the betterment of itself and its eternal vision
Of empathy, equality, love, success, and understanding.

They seem to be relegated to a back burner
While the propagation of fear of many a hater
Abound in a world where the unknown is its only reason for existing.

Media and social media disseminate and foster
The requirements to strike at terror and its founder,
But, ironically, terror sells and peace dies!

What about you? The reader and audience,
What’s your stance on struggling?
Give up or take a forcefull stance?

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
¹ Dylan Thomas

My poetry book,  Perfectly Flawed poetry for change,  is available on all eplatforms including Amazon. It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Diploma for my poem, Oh Dove

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Oh Dove

Oh ye peaceful dove,
Soar into freedom’s embrace,
Share your innocence and grace,
Share beauty that one can’t replace,

Hover over those whose hope:
Has perished in a land of explosives,
Has disintegrated with skin that dissolves
From chemicals that strain lives

With loss that’s Insurmountable,
While death is the sea they wade
In, suffering is the breath that’s made
Of toxins that suffocate, all have laid

A foundation for hopelessness.
Yet, the dove, still, waves its banner
Of aspirations for a future greater
Than the sum of deadly crater

That entombs the unbeliever
Who’s given up a future plan
He can not imagine in the peril that glean
A harvest of emptiness when life’s élan

Is a more powerful force of
Life alongside the price of a knife.

©️Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

My poetry book,  Perfectly Flawed poetry for change,  is available on all eplatforms including Amazon.  It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518