The Poison Tree - planted & grown in Egypt

Marwa Rakha
The Poison Tree is not a traditional novel; it combines the techniques of blogging, journal-keeping, and formal writing while retaining one binding thought that keeps the story together; poison is the fertile ground that I, and many others, was born into; a poisoned culture nurtured my roots with suffocating traditions, taboos, and beliefs; poison runs through my stem.

I branched out and my branches carried me far away from the roots and the ground. I questioned the tutoring of my conservative society and green leaves covered my bare branches. My tree bore its fruits; poisoned fruits that were the poison of many who dropped dead next to the solid stubborn tree.


This is a book about love, marriage, divorce, sex, dating, virginity, adult dating, religion, shame, taboos, gender wars and fear that grew and blossomed on my poison tree.

Dedicated to every female trying to break free and to every male who is willing to give her a chance.

The Poison Tree - planted & grown in Egypt
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Marwa Rakha

I have come a long way from the scared little girl that I once was ... I found my passion in writing, my voice in teaching & training, and my strength in marketing ... I took off my mask ... and I decided to speak up and loud .. as loud as loud could ever be.

This is neither a ruthless attack on men nor a blind defense of women. This is not bitterness released or anger withheld. This is another attempt to figure out the beliefs of the heart and the passions of the mind.

We either choose to play victim and blame men for our messy personal lives, or wallow in self disgust as we take the blame for their shameful actions.

It is time to rise above blame and take control of our actions, reactions, and lives.

When you take a blow do not turn the other cheek; men are not to blame when they use the rights you gave them