Dead Are My People Comments

Even if my people died, I don't give a . I just try to live the present, and that's what you should do.

I liked the poem as a fine 'production', ...but I doubt he was sincere in writing these words: 'in their Death my life is naught but great Disaster.. bri Edwards : )

I may have 'lost' the comment I was finishing. WHERE did it go! ? I did not feel the poem (for me) was 'heartbreaking', sad, OR heart warming, as some commenters did & don't know if Gibran's poem saved any lives; it may have caused some readers to be more 'charitable'..

I only read the poem once but it seemed to imply that the U.S. & others could have/should have prevented or lessened the loss of life.

He lived much of his life in the U.S., enjoying comforts many of those in Syria did not have due to famine.

Gibran had serious health problems & 'heavy drinking' seems to have led to cirrhosis, leading to his death. A famine in his native land led to widespread starvation, blamed by some on the 'Turkish government I believe I read.

I read the poem & read extensively in a Wikipedia article about Gibran's life. He wrote in English & Arabic, died at age 48, and was known for his artwork/drawings & paintings as well as poetry & other writings.

I am a Syrian living in the West, watching hopelessly the death of my people. I read this poem almost every day, and cry every time. Gibran put beautifully in words, the pain and the guilt of seeing our people dying while living comfortably. It is probably the most wonderful poem ever written

My people died a painful and shameful Death..... Birds with broken wings Dying for / Freedom is nobler than living in The shadow of weak submission... senility..... //.... The lines I have quoted underline the plight and irony of an oppressed people. The concluding lines call upon all men and women to help out others in difficult situations and be worthy of God's bliss. Thanks.

There are many tragedies in this world in our lives but I would not want this kind of burden on my soul- I don't think I could ever again have a happy day when my people are suffering in torment... it must be awful for God as well

A poignant write that shows the plight.

the greatest humanitarian note and word- My people denotes the humanity the heart of poet is crying for those people who are on the way of meaningless death great writing

Such a great poem by Khalil Gibran👍👍👍

few would care to witness this Drama, for my people are as birds with Broken wings, left behind the flock. Wow, great poem.

.I am here beyond the Broad seas living in the shadow of Tranquillity, and in the sunshine of Peace... A heart rending poem by Khalil Gibran that touches the soul.

birds with broken wings left behind by the flock A great tragic narrative, and very touching too.

A sad and heartbreaking account of what war does and how helpless the people feel even when their own lives are spare by luck. Suffering by association leaves a deep impact.

Lamentations! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

Light of the sun.... thanks for posting.....

this is so heart warming