Khalil Gibran Poems
|1.||A Lover's Call XXVII||1/1/2004|
|2.||A Tear And A Smile||3/23/2010|
|7.||A Poet's Death is His Life IV||1/1/2004|
|8.||A Poet's Voice XV||1/1/2004|
|9.||Laughter and Tears IX||1/1/2004|
|12.||Joy and Sorrow chapter VIII||1/1/2004|
|14.||Good and Evil XXII||1/1/2004|
|15.||A Visit From Wisdom||3/23/2010|
|16.||Crime and Punishment chapter XII||1/1/2004|
|17.||Before the Throne of Beauty XXVI||1/1/2004|
|19.||The Beauty of Death XIV||1/1/2004|
And an orator said, "Speak to us of Freedom."
And he answered:
At the city gate and by your fireside I have seen you prostrate yourself and worship your own freedom,
Even as slaves humble themselves before a tyrant and praise him though he slays them.
Ay, in the grove of the temple and in the shadow of the citadel I have seen the freest among you wear their freedom as a yoke and a handcuff.