{"id":136,"date":"2011-04-12T19:09:10","date_gmt":"2011-04-12T19:09:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/localhost:8080\/wordpress\/?p=136"},"modified":"2015-05-17T01:20:10","modified_gmt":"2015-05-17T01:20:10","slug":"song-of-the-children-who-will-never-be-born","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/song-of-the-children-who-will-never-be-born\/","title":{"rendered":"Song of the Children Who Will Never Be Born"},"content":{"rendered":"<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-136-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 100%;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/SongOfTheChildrenWhoWillNeverBeBornVx3.mp3?_=1\" \/><a href=\"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/SongOfTheChildrenWhoWillNeverBeBornVx3.mp3\">https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/SongOfTheChildrenWhoWillNeverBeBornVx3.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The wind never blows, the leaves never green,<br \/>\nthe past never passes into memory\u2019s scene;<br \/>\nwe have no past, the future we mourn\u2014<br \/>\nwe are the children who will never be born.<\/p>\n<p>God gave us grace, and beauty too,<br \/>\ngave us fine hands, and wonders to do,<br \/>\nlost language of love, a world to adorn\u2014<br \/>\nwe are the children who will never be born.<\/p>\n<p>The dust has not settled on the earth that was;<br \/>\nwhen it does it will lie undisturbed by us;<br \/>\nthe flower of our lives has turned into thorn\u2014<br \/>\nwe are the children who will never be born.<\/p>\n<p>The people of earth launched destruction one day;<br \/>\nthey blinded the birds, and burned the leaves gray;<br \/>\nthe hope of all life was in one moment torn\u2014<br \/>\nwe are the children who will never be born.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-content\/audio\/SongOfTheChildrenWhoWillNeverBeBornVx3.mp3 &nbsp; The wind never blows, the leaves never green, the past never passes into memory\u2019s scene; we have no past, the future we mourn\u2014 we are the children who will never be born. God gave us grace, and beauty too, gave us fine hands, and wonders to do, lost language of love, a world [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-136","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-warandpeace"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/136","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=136"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/136\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1854,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/136\/revisions\/1854"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=136"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=136"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/oderickson.com\/ode\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=136"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}