{"id":46956,"date":"2019-06-22T10:09:47","date_gmt":"2019-06-22T14:09:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=46956"},"modified":"2019-07-06T09:32:06","modified_gmt":"2019-07-06T13:32:06","slug":"tests","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/tests\/","title":{"rendered":"Tests"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Life is a test from start to finish<\/p>\n<p>from the day you are born<\/p>\n<p>to the final flourish<\/p>\n<p>how long is the baby<\/p>\n<p>how much does it weigh<\/p>\n<p>in what percentile does it lay<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>This is the start<\/p>\n<p>it does not end<\/p>\n<p>the years go by<\/p>\n<p>new tests append<\/p>\n<p>when do you speak<\/p>\n<p>when do you walk<\/p>\n<p>do you do more than squawk<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>In school there are many<\/p>\n<p>that you will take<\/p>\n<p>they tell your teachers<\/p>\n<p>what progress you make<\/p>\n<p>and each test you take<\/p>\n<p>adds another post to the fence you make<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>We all build a fence<\/p>\n<p>a fence that defines<\/p>\n<p>the person we make<\/p>\n<p>with all the tests we leave in our wake<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>It doesn&#8217;t stop when we are an adult<\/p>\n<p>each person we meet tests us, and we they<\/p>\n<p>yes, it is true don\u2019t you see<\/p>\n<p>we test and test and are never free<\/p>\n<p>we test for friends, and jobs, and love<\/p>\n<p>we look for things that fit like a glove<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>And when old age approaches us<\/p>\n<p>the tests foresees what our freedom be<\/p>\n<p>the blood test the heart test, how many tests there are<\/p>\n<p>each test may lead to your final cigar<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Yes, tests follow us throughout our lives<\/p>\n<p>from birth to death whether we want or not<\/p>\n<p>tests guide us or fence us and fill us with doubt<\/p>\n<p>and sometimes provide up with clout<\/p>\n<p>whatever the case you will see<\/p>\n<p>that tests never end till the end of thee.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Life is a test from start to finish from the day you are born to the final flourish how long is the baby how much does it weigh in what percentile does it lay &nbsp; This is the start it does not end the years&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1054,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-46956","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46956","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\/1054"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=46956"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46956\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":59128,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46956\/revisions\/59128"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=46956"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=46956"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=46956"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}