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Accolade and Review for my poem,  We Did Everything

Thank you for the honor and your hard work. The day i get a review is always a good one, whether it’s good or bad is irrelevant to me, as I want a reaction.

We Did Everything

We did all we could …
Yet, genocide is as deadly as beheading,
Death is as real as your breathing,
Living is as traumatic as a horrifying cloud.

We did all we could …
But child amputees are running marathons
To survive but another day as pawns
Of politics that’s gross as it hammered

That “We did all we could”, clause
That left pregnant mothers to die,
Elderly to fry in fire’s explosive dye,
Fathers to be scattered in pieces in cruel cries

That “We did all we could”, was
Said to assuage politicians’ conscious
While knowing their endeavors were shackled in pious
Prison, whose doctrine permits rapes,

Whose haze in, “We did all we could”,
Evaporates in the fog of time that flies
Without scheduling its prime in trauma that cries
Out to be understood, yet, their voices loud

And proud in the hopeful quagmire of guilt
Of surviving, whole or not, presses
In the abyss of despair where hopeless
Orphaned, erased families, press to built.

©️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


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4th Place for my poem, Thunder Clap

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Rhyme, Metaphor,  Epistroph

Thunder CLAP

Thunder clap, clap, clap,
Rip and roar, rev my heart, heart,
Into a thunderous beat, beat,
That trembles along my feet, feet.

Thunder clap, clap, clap,
Lightning flashes followed, followed,
By a horrifying growl, loud, loud,
Louder, shaking my rest as I become lead, lead.

Thunder clap, clap, clap,
You sound like an explosion, explosion,
Rocking the ground in your exposition, exposition,
Of a world alight with trauma’s revision, revision.

Thunder clap, clap, clap,
As the ground quakes in your wake, wake,
I gather my courage trying not to break, break,
My move for fear of what lies awake, awake.

Thunder clap,  clap, clap,
Light my way so you can sway, sway,
My worries into slumber, away, away,
From any darkened abyss that can flay, flay.

©️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

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Certificate of Excellence for my poem: HELL O WEEN

Thank you, administrators, for the accolade and your hard work.

HELL O WEEN

The past year has been worse than any
Halloween as it was actually HELL O WEEN …
The Hell of being weaned on what’s seen
On social media’s snippets of genocide, carry

With it atrocities of dismemberment,
Beheaded children, fetuses gutted, children
Bullseyed by snipers, flour line’s broken
By bullets whizzing past victims of bombardment.

So hello, HELL O WEEN, we see
Your inhumanity,
Your unlawful abiding personality,
Your insouciant attitude to killing.  Be

The Hell in our Haloed Halloween for you’ve
Shown us that: unity is strength,
Gen Z still has a conscience whose breath
Of freshness is awakening those who’ve

Followed blindly behind HELL’s demand
For subservience to its god given
Right to rule the world with a broken
Set of laws that are man-made but bind,

Bind those whose ambition
For power is greater than their compassion.

©️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

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My poem, Breathe Through the Blood, published in Stencils magazine

Breathe Through The Blood

I’m drowning in blood,
Blood of families blown asunder,
Asunder. Limbs and heads loll,
Loll, broken, decapitated, bloody,
Bloody from arteries leaking,
Leaking from wounds, impossible,
Impossible to tend, as hospitals,
Hospitals have lost the ability to heal,
Heal thousands of extreme wounds,
Wounds teaching ‘How to breathe,
Breathe under water’ and blood, swim freely,
Freely through the morass of corpses,
Corpses dismembered in bombs,
Bombs used to spread fear,
Fear for the need to survive,
Survive another day of massacres,
Massacres in refugee camps,
Camps made of flimsy tents,
Tents made of canvas easily destroyed,
Destroyed by a breeze, flammable with fire,
Fire that burns all to smithereens.,
Smithereens and shards of pagers,
Pagers and phones turned to bombs,
Bombs that made it necessary to remove,
Remove patients’ eyes, that traumatized,
Traumatized surgeons whose job,
Job is to help their patients survive,
Survive,  yes, but with which abilities?

©️ 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

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Certificate of Appreciation for my poem: REJECT

Thank you, administrators,  for the accolade and your hard work.

REJECT


Acrostic

R ejected again! For what gain?
E mpathy’s nonexistent as you wade,
J ump through hoops to integrate, but
E very action is met in rejection of
C arefully spoken words, so as not
T o hurt others. Alas! The effects are traumatizing.


©️ 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

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Certificate of Achievement for my acrostic poem: Ubiquitous

UBIQUITOUS

U nder the viral trends of social media,
B usy bees are seldom at rest, they consume
I nfinite videos, news- real or fake-, cartoons,
Q uibbling over media’s contexts, profits,
U ndeniable effects of dehumanization of
I ndomitable spirits of warriors, believers,
T raveling together a road filled with distress
O mnipresent in their daily lives, as their struggles are shown as
U biquitous, acceptable even as one sees their
S tarvation, amputations, and orphans, smiling still.

©️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

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It Is Tonight: Presentation of my poem: Wish for Peace, Society Clubhouse,  Toronto

The Petal Project has selected my poem, Wish for Peace,  to be published in their issue 09 , and for me to present it at Society Clubhouse, Toronto,  Tuesday, May 28, 2024. Hope to see some of you there to enjoy the show.

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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Preconceived Ideas

Describe something you learned in high school.

In a G 11 history class, the teacher started world history class unit with the question: ” What do you know about Islam? ” The general consensus was that Muslims are terrorists and they conquerored using ‘the sword’. Both misconceptions affected me personally as i was a Muslim teen in the 80s. I can’t fault my peers at the time as they were parroting what the media wanted them to perceive. It was interesting to see the change in my peers’ behavior with me after that. That was, also, perhaps one of the first times when I encountered such hate at a young age. At the time, I didn’t think of it as traumatic, but it is a form of bullying, where ‘if you’re not like us, just leave’. Today, the platforms for bullying have extended to social media as well and are affecting our teens negatively. For some, it’s so bad, that they opt to committing suicide. My question, for those of you who have teens: ‘Are you close enough to your teen to help them overcome what’s happening to them? What are the steps you’d take?’

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Trapped Humanity

Poetry reading, by Malak K Chehab, of ‘Trapped Humanity’, a poem from my poetry book,  Perfectly Flawed. It’s about self-isolation due to pandemic and how traumatic it is on people.

https://anchor.fm/malak-kalmoni/episodes/Trapped-Humanity-e1lks4p

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