{"id":351,"date":"2015-08-18T03:23:47","date_gmt":"2015-08-18T03:23:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/?p=351"},"modified":"2015-08-18T03:23:47","modified_gmt":"2015-08-18T03:23:47","slug":"the-book-the-day-of-the-hidden-truth-poems-is-written-in-memoriam-to-martin-freier","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/the-book-the-day-of-the-hidden-truth-poems-is-written-in-memoriam-to-martin-freier\/","title":{"rendered":"The Book the Day Of The Hidden Truth Poems Is Written In Memoriam To Martin Freier"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>From the poem that Martin Freier wrote, Hate<br \/>\nLike a brush fire<br \/>\nThat never ends, \u2018hate\u2019 just spreads<br \/>\nThroughout the neighborhood,<br \/>\nThough it does little good.<br \/>\nIn its wake, hate keeps burning,<br \/>\nAlways churning,<br \/>\nAnd using everything that is good<br \/>\nFor fodder and food.<br \/>\nFanned by the winds from the Northeast,<br \/>\nHate breeds hate<br \/>\nAmong those that are blessed<br \/>\nAnd those that are cursed by fate.<br \/>\nWhen people are fighting<br \/>\nIn its presence,<br \/>\nhate is winning,<br \/>\nBy piling lies upon lies<br \/>\nWhile love is dying,<br \/>\nNo one who is in its path<br \/>\nCan escape hate\u2019s wrath.<br \/>\nIt sets friend against friend<br \/>\nUntil it achieves its malicious end.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>From the poem that Martin Freier wrote, Hate Like a brush fire That never ends, \u2018hate\u2019 just spreads Throughout the neighborhood, Though it does little good. In its wake, hate keeps burning, Always churning, And using everything that is good For fodder and food. Fanned by the winds from the Northeast, Hate breeds hate Among [&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":[431,329],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p8LuB6-5F","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/351"}],"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=351"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/351\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":352,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/351\/revisions\/352"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=351"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=351"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=351"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}