{"id":2747,"date":"2023-11-26T20:28:13","date_gmt":"2023-11-26T20:28:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/?page_id=2747"},"modified":"2023-11-28T22:47:39","modified_gmt":"2023-11-28T22:47:39","slug":"no-future","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/n-poems\/no-future\/","title":{"rendered":"No future"},"content":{"rendered":"<p> No future<br \/>\nby cricketjeff on May 18, 2008.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved<br \/>\nThe shadow screams in silence as it creeps towards the door<br \/>\nThe stench of death walks with it on its march across the floor<br \/>\nAnd none of us can break away and live for evermore<br \/>\nEach day you&#8217;re only closer to the grave<\/p>\n<p>Each child alive is growing but they&#8217;ll just die in the end<br \/>\nAnd all of us are breaking in some ways we cannot mend<br \/>\nThere isn&#8217;t any way to fight you&#8217;re going to die my friend<br \/>\nToday you all got closer to the grave<\/p>\n<p>You live your life in promise of a better day ahead<br \/>\nYou wake with optimism and you leap out of your bed<br \/>\nBut very soon there&#8217;ll be a day you find you wake up dead<br \/>\nOne day your only future is the grave<\/p>\n<p>So sit and write your poetry, so something can live on<br \/>\nAnd polish all your phrasing &#8217;til each little word has shone<br \/>\nBut its pointless since your writing will be just as quickly gone<br \/>\nA day when all of us are in the grave<br \/>\n Author notes<br \/>\nI need to explain this. This to me is not a depressing poem. I have no belief<br \/>\nin an afterlife, the thought of a perfect eternity I find appalling and<br \/>\nterrifying, I want it to end when I die.<br \/>\nThis means that I want to forget about what happens afterwards, and live for my<br \/>\nlife. I LOVE life really really love it!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>No future by cricketjeff on May 18, 2008.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved The shadow screams in silence as it creeps towards the door The stench of death walks with it on its march across the floor And none of us can break away and live for evermore Each day you&#8217;re only closer to [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":9730,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-2747","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2747","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2747"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2747\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8762,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2747\/revisions\/8762"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/9730"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2747"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}