{"id":17569,"date":"2016-08-13T09:13:17","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T13:13:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=17569"},"modified":"2016-08-13T09:20:35","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T13:20:35","slug":"summation-of-all-things","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/summation-of-all-things\/","title":{"rendered":"Summation of All Things"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center\">Don&#8217;t you feel it within<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">That life is coming to its end<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Increasing number of murders<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">And Natural cause deaths<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Nature is at its wits-end<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">The wind doesn&#8217;t linger as it did before<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">It&#8217;s rushing because it knows the time is short<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">The waves move with fury, no need for a calm<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">The sounds of rushing mighty waters is the voice of the Lord<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">The sun beams are stronger; the heat index ablaze<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">The earth destroyed by fiery cascades<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Liken to the volcanos erupting after long slumbers<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Souls of those in delusion try to tug at heart reins<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">For the music, sex, fun, disease and pain of this temporary place<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Was never designed to last always in this way<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">A righteous Judge is calling each one to the seat<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">At the end<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Are you found innocent or guilty?<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Don&#8217;t you feel it within That life is coming to its end Increasing number of murders And Natural cause deaths Nature is at its wits-end The wind doesn&#8217;t linger as it did before It&#8217;s rushing because it knows the time is short The waves move&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":791,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,13,1136,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-17569","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-miscellaneous","category-official-marathon-prompts","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17569","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\/791"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=17569"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17569\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17774,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17569\/revisions\/17774"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17569"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17569"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17569"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}