Peace to Beirut with all my heart… 2/3

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In the same piece, I discovered a powerful poem by Lebanon’s most celebrated poet, Khalil Gibran, written for nearly half million Lebanese (mostly from Beirut) who perished in the 1916 famine:

“My people died of hunger, and he who

Did not perish from starvation was

Butchered with the sword;

They perished from hunger

In a land rich with milk and honey.

They died because the vipers and

Sons of vipers spat out poison into

The space where the Holy Cedars and

The roses and the jasmine breathe

Their fragrance.”

Kahlil Gibran, the mystic poet

Cont. [1] [2] [3]

Published on August 8, 2006 at 4:27 am  Leave a Comment  

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