rich – Poetry for Change

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Killing Hunger

Famine has lent a scrawny
Build to people’s agony
Of being constantly hungry
They search, vainly, for sustenance that cry:

Killing hunger is a crime

Of conscience for food is plentiful
If shared, not horded in a full
Contingent of warehouses where gruel
Is hidden from the poor, while for the fanciful

Killing hunger is a rhyme

For each individual to recall
For each crumb means a loss of a ball-
Room of people daily who have none but fall
Groveling for a pittance to call

Killing hunger is a crime

Of outstanding proportion
For man’s compassion
Has died with the materialization
Of the individual needs before population

Killing hunger is a rhyme

That never ends, a cycle of obsession
Survival of the Ego before orchestration
Of growth for all that leads to destruction
Of cries and perspiration

Killing hunger is a crime
With no reason or rhyme.

©️ 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

Certificate of Achievement for my poem: Humanitarian Aid

Thank you, administrators, for the accolade. Your work is highly appreciated.

Humanitarian Aid

How’s philanthropy helping the down-trodden?
Charities galore, making money, beholden
To the filthy rich, who part cautiously,
With their material goods, heavenly,

Is their allocation as they help the needy,
Whose prayers for the givers are done loudly
In order for all to hear of their philanthropic
Activities, that are only a drop in the oceanic

Depths of need and devastation that exists
In a world where humanity’s enslaved and persists
In demanding accolades for what should be
An ethical and humane gesture to help people

In need of a helping hand here and there,
Preferably, a job that’ll give enough to prepare
For the task of supporting their family
In a bid to never fall under the miserly

Capitalist whose only thought
Is to where he can squeeze, what was taught,
The best buck at the expense of those
Who need it most, but will give it without pause

As their pride in their abilities
Shines in the eyes of families.