{"id":531,"date":"2014-03-21T21:37:56","date_gmt":"2014-03-21T21:37:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/?p=531"},"modified":"2023-11-07T19:14:30","modified_gmt":"2023-11-07T18:14:30","slug":"ballad-of-a-lover","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/?p=531","title":{"rendered":"Ballad of a Lover"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Technically not a real ballad, but here is another old poem of mine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-columns is-layout-flex wp-container-core-columns-is-layout-9d6595d7 wp-block-columns-is-layout-flex\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\">\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\">I once loved a revolutionary\nI loved nothing more than her\nHer smile, her voice, her glowing eyes\nReflected in the flames\nOf the torch in her hands\nAnd on the streets that she walked\n\nHer eyes never saw my smile\nBut to injustice and hatred\nShe was never blind\nNor to the people that create it.\n\nAnd everything she ever did\nWas making life worth living it<\/pre>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\">\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\">But one day she went out\nTold me she'd be back tonight\nBut the next time I saw her\nWas with two bullets for eyes\n\nAnd I love a revolutionary\nI love nothing more than her\nHer smile, her voice, her silvery eyes\nReflected in the flames\nOf the pin in my heart\nAs I walk the streets that she walked<\/pre>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-file\"><a id=\"wp-block-file--media-6bcedf42-d17b-4f51-9315-0cf7604667e3\" href=\"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/03\/Ballad-of-a-Lover2.pdf\">Ballad of a Lover<\/a><a href=\"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/03\/Ballad-of-a-Lover2.pdf\" class=\"wp-block-file__button wp-element-button\" download aria-describedby=\"wp-block-file--media-6bcedf42-d17b-4f51-9315-0cf7604667e3\">Herunterladen<\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Technically not a real ballad, but here is another old poem of mine. I [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[19],"class_list":["post-531","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","tag-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/531","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=531"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/531\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":990,"href":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/531\/revisions\/990"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=531"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=531"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.writing-home.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=531"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}