Broken
She sits on the cold unforgiving ground,
Ground that has absorbed her bountiful tears,
Tears of a broken heart,
Heart that has seen too much loss,
Loss of family, spouse, innocence,
Innocence of the unaware of the world,
World gone mad from the needs,
Needs that are illogical, depraved,
Depraved in their unethical destructive,
Destructive nature of familial bonds,
Bonds that help communities grow,
Grow in compassion and humanity,
Humanity, that’s our commonality,
Commonality of blood and origin,
Origin in Adam, the first prophet, man,
Man who made a mistake and fixed,
Fixed it for his progeny to prosper,
Prosper In an empty, arid land,
Land where possibilities are endlessly,
Endlessly varied for doing
Doing good or evil.
Evil that makes her ruminate,
Ruminate on her actions that’ve gotten,
Gotten her into her lonesome state,
State of depression, if she’s not careful,
Careful to an optimist working to achieve
Achieve her dreams without failed faith,
Faith that has driven depression into
Into its watery death in the river of her tears.
©️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
Poetry for Change 