{"id":72699,"date":"2016-05-16T12:00:42","date_gmt":"2016-05-16T11:00:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/?p=72699"},"modified":"2016-04-27T12:57:23","modified_gmt":"2016-04-27T11:57:23","slug":"peace","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/2016\/05\/peace\/","title":{"rendered":"Peace"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>How terrible is the anger of the men that kill,<br \/>\nof the volcano that inside melts down feelings,<br \/>\n\u2019til souls break in a crater of extermination!<br \/>\nWhat storm, what thunder, what flash of violence<br \/>\nseeks to kill or mutilate those who are innocent!<\/p>\n<p>Where is the light of the smile, placed<br \/>\nby God into mankind that it may love?<br \/>\nAnd where is it, the light of awakening,<br \/>\nthat shines between men when they live in harmony?<br \/>\nWhere is it, Peace? Tell me. Where is it?<\/p>\n<p>Time itself cries complaint in the seconds when<br \/>\na shell delays even the terror that you feel,<br \/>\nand when it goes off, in its smoke you can breathe<br \/>\nthe pleasure to feel life amongst the dead.<\/p>\n<p>I knew as a child the smell of my blood<br \/>\nin the horrible panic of the whistling bomb.<br \/>\nI overflowed with the hurt of my wounded flesh,<br \/>\nthe lacerating fear that time does not cancel,<br \/>\nand the scream that I bear that curses war.<\/p>\n<p>And you who speak so much of God,<br \/>\nwho invoke Him so often against the rest,<br \/>\nwho worship Him so much in his justice,<br \/>\nwhat rubbish soul do you keep Him in?<\/p>\n<p>Tell me. What race, what land, remains<br \/>\nfor you\u00a0 to defend or else to attack<br \/>\nwith fangs of fratricidal hate<br \/>\nif your fanaticism isn\u2019t worth<br \/>\nthe dying breath of a single child?<\/p>\n<p>If God is the LIGHT of life in harmony<br \/>\nAnd an eternal source of a LIBERTY sublime\u2026<br \/>\nWhere is the PEACE that he put in your spirit?<br \/>\nWith what seed of hate did you sow it,<br \/>\nthat yields blades of death from the wounded earth!<br \/>\n_______________________________________<\/p>\n<p><em>Copyright <\/em><em>Jose Maria Lopera, Spanish poet of peace and harmony.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Translated by Frank Sanders.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>How terrible is the anger of the men that kill,<br \/>\nof the volcano that inside melts down feelings,<br \/>\n\u2019til souls break in a crater of extermination!<br \/>\nWhat storm, what thunder, what flash of violence<br \/>\nseeks to kill or mutilate those who are innocent!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[182],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-72699","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry-format"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/72699","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=72699"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/72699\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=72699"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=72699"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.transcend.org\/tms\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=72699"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}