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KEMATIAN SEBUAH BANGSA Karya Kahlil Gibran Bangsaku berlalu, tapi aku tetap ada, mereka meratap dalam kesendirianku. Kematian adalah sahabatku, dan dalam kematian dalam hidupku bukanlah apa-apa, kecuali malapetaka besar. Bukit-bukit kecil negeriku terendam air mata dan darah, karena bangsa dan kekasihku berlalu, dan aku di sini, hidup seperti yang aku lakukan ketika bangsa dan kekasihku menikmati hidup dan karunia kehidupan, ketika perbukitan negeriku diberkahi dan diliputi cahaya surya. Bangsaku mati karena kelaparan, dan dia tak binasa karena penderitaan kelaparan dibunuh dengan pedang dan aku dinegeri yang jauh, mengembara ditengah-tengah bangsa yang begembira, dan tidur di atas ranjang-ranjang lembut, dan tersenyum pada hari-hari. Sementara hari-hari tersenyum padanya. Bangsaku mati kesakitan dan kematian yang memalukan, di sini aku hidup makmur dan damai. Inilah tragedi mendalam yang selalu bermain di atas panggung hatiku; sedikit orang yang mau menyaksikan drama ini, ka

A NATION'S DEATH By: Kahlil Gibran My people are gone, but I remain. They wail in my solitude. Death is my best friend, and in death, my life is nothing but a great calamity. The little hills of my land are flooded with tears and blood, because my nation and my beloved passed away, and I am here, living as I did when my nation and my beloved enjoyed life and the gift of life, when the hills of my land were blessed and covered with sunshine. My people died of hunger, and he did not perish because of the suffering of hunger. He was slain by the sword, and I wandered among happy nations, slept on soft beds, and smiled for days. While the days smiled at him. My people died in pain and a shameful death. Here I live in prosperity and peace. This is the deep tragedy that always plays on the stage of my heart. Few people want to watch this drama, because my people are like birds with broken wings left behind by their friends. If I am hungry and live in the midst of people who a