{"id":279,"date":"2015-07-18T03:24:59","date_gmt":"2015-07-18T03:24:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/?p=279"},"modified":"2015-07-18T03:24:59","modified_gmt":"2015-07-18T03:24:59","slug":"these-are-the-poetic-words-of-martin-freier","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/these-are-the-poetic-words-of-martin-freier\/","title":{"rendered":"These Are The Poetic Words Of Martin Freier"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Poetry From the Book, The Day Of The Hidden Truth Poems<br \/>\n\tPhenomenal poetry written by Martin Freier who was a survivor of the Nazi Holocaust.  Here are some of her words:<br \/>\n\u201c..Too late do we realize<br \/>\nWe\u2019re only part of life\u2019s game.<br \/>\nHere today. Gone tomorrow&#8212;<br \/>\na little joy; lots of sorrow.<br \/>\nLife disappears<br \/>\nLike a summer breeze.<br \/>\nSooner or later the time or reckoning<br \/>\nIs beckoning.<br \/>\nUntil then keep up we must<br \/>\nOr we end up in the dust.\u201d <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Poetry From the Book, The Day Of The Hidden Truth Poems Phenomenal poetry written by Martin Freier who was a survivor of the Nazi Holocaust. Here are some of her words: \u201c..Too late do we realize We\u2019re only part of life\u2019s game. Here today. Gone tomorrow&#8212; a little joy; lots of sorrow. Life disappears Like [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"advanced_seo_description":"","spay_email":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true},"categories":[1],"tags":[381,378,377,660,379,380],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p8LuB6-4v","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/279"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=279"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/279\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":280,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/279\/revisions\/280"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=279"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=279"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=279"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}