{"id":61809,"date":"2020-06-27T09:40:39","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T13:40:39","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=61809"},"modified":"2020-06-27T09:40:39","modified_gmt":"2020-06-27T13:40:39","slug":"she-said","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/she-said\/","title":{"rendered":"She said"},"content":{"rendered":"<h4><\/h4>\n<h4><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-62220\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/images-300x225.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/images-300x225.png 300w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/images.png 640w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/h4>\n<h4>\u00a0She said, stick to your voice<\/h4>\n<p>Don&#8217;t let anyone tell you neither<\/p>\n<p>They will come as they go<\/p>\n<p>As life as always let me behind<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>She said, fear the friends<\/p>\n<p>Of the ostrich and the vultures<\/p>\n<p>They have wings<\/p>\n<p>And they will fly<\/p>\n<p>And their legs will leave you behind<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>She said, walk by the path<\/p>\n<p>For the sun is yet to go down<\/p>\n<p>When it does the lamp comes on<\/p>\n<p>So that old age won&#8217;t be a waste<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>She said,\u00a0 run now that you can<\/p>\n<p>Your muscled feet will puff<\/p>\n<p>And scram the forest<\/p>\n<p>For there, the meat lies<\/p>\n<p>So that you won&#8217;t grow up hungry<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>She said, be selfish once to thyself<\/p>\n<p>But give to others, learn to give<\/p>\n<p>Giving is seed<\/p>\n<p>The flower is the blessing<\/p>\n<p>So that your hands\u00a0 won&#8217;t be folded<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>She said, lead the way<\/p>\n<p>Because no one will want to<\/p>\n<p>But they will follow you<\/p>\n<p>When you are not static<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>She said, don&#8217;t be afraid<\/p>\n<p>Fear is just a friend<\/p>\n<p>So that when death comes kicking<\/p>\n<p>You won&#8217;t be caught unaware.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>My Momma said.<\/p>\n<h4><\/h4>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00a0She said, stick to your voice Don&#8217;t let anyone tell you neither They will come as they go As life as always let me behind &nbsp; She said, fear the friends Of the ostrich and the vultures They have wings And they will fly And&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1361,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-61809","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/61809","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\/1361"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=61809"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/61809\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":62247,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/61809\/revisions\/62247"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=61809"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=61809"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=61809"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}