{"id":106771,"date":"2022-06-25T09:22:45","date_gmt":"2022-06-25T13:22:45","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=106771"},"modified":"2022-06-25T09:22:45","modified_gmt":"2022-06-25T13:22:45","slug":"spitting-in-the-water","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/spitting-in-the-water\/","title":{"rendered":"Spitting in the Water"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When I was 7 years old, my parents took me for swimming lessons.<\/p>\n<p>They were too expensive\u2026<\/p>\n<p>Now water is rising everywhere and I realize,<br \/>\nI\u2019ve floated through life, avoiding the whirlpool\u2014<br \/>\nthat unforgiving force of the world around me<br \/>\nthe thoughts, actions, utterings of people divided\u2014<br \/>\n                             because I know I will sink<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019ve hidden for so long, yet<br \/>\ntoday, the rising tide can\u2019t be avoided anymore<br \/>\nI\u2019m being submerged against my will in<br \/>\na barrage of hate and division<br \/>\nthrashing in this sea as<br \/>\n                             the force around me tightens<\/p>\n<p>With every breaking story I feel myself sinking deeper and deeper<br \/>\ninto an abyss of political creation<\/p>\n<p>I take one stroke towards freedom,<br \/>\nI think I\u2019m improving, making a difference,<br \/>\nbut the current picks up and I see that<br \/>\nI don\u2019t have the power<br \/>\n                              to fake my way through<br \/>\n                               an ocean of hate<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m drowning<br \/>\nand the world around me looks on<br \/>\ntoo busy spitting into the water to notice<br \/>\nthe bubbles rising to the surface<\/p>\n<p>O<br \/>\nO<br \/>\no<br \/>\no<br \/>\n.<br \/>\n.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When I was 7 years old, my parents took me for swimming lessons. They were too expensive\u2026 Now water is rising everywhere and I realize, I\u2019ve floated through life, avoiding the whirlpool\u2014 that unforgiving force of the world around me the thoughts, actions, utterings of&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1218,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-106771","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/106771","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1218"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=106771"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/106771\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":106790,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/106771\/revisions\/106790"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=106771"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=106771"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=106771"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}