{"id":291,"date":"2015-07-23T02:34:37","date_gmt":"2015-07-23T02:34:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/?p=291"},"modified":"2015-07-23T02:34:37","modified_gmt":"2015-07-23T02:34:37","slug":"a-poem-taken-from-the-book-of-poetry-that-martin-freier-wrote","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/a-poem-taken-from-the-book-of-poetry-that-martin-freier-wrote\/","title":{"rendered":"A Poem Taken From The Book Of Poetry That Martin Freier Wrote"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The Day Of the Hidden Truth Poems Is Written In Memoriam To Martin Freier<br \/>\n\tFrom the poem, \u201cLife And The Clock\u201d come forth the powerful words of reflection:<br \/>\n&#8230;&#8230;\u201dToo many precious moments pass buy,<br \/>\nWithout people asking why.<br \/>\nWhen they look around,<br \/>\nThe day is gone.<br \/>\nTomorrow comes on the wings<br \/>\nOf a bird that sings.<br \/>\nNo way to bring yesterdays<br \/>\nBack again;<br \/>\nBe it joy or pain.<br \/>\nOh yes, we sometimes remember&#8230;&#8230;<br \/>\nLife is like a clock.<br \/>\nIt keeps rolling on and on,<br \/>\nWithout a pause.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Day Of the Hidden Truth Poems Is Written In Memoriam To Martin Freier From the poem, \u201cLife And The Clock\u201d come forth the powerful words of reflection: &#8230;&#8230;\u201dToo many precious moments pass buy, Without people asking why. When they look around, The day is gone. Tomorrow comes on the wings Of a bird that [&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":[396,395,394],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p8LuB6-4H","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/291"}],"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=291"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/291\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":295,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/291\/revisions\/295"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=291"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=291"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=291"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}