{"id":1023,"date":"2016-05-07T17:46:49","date_gmt":"2016-05-08T00:46:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.spymasterspy.com\/?p=1023"},"modified":"2016-05-07T17:46:49","modified_gmt":"2016-05-08T00:46:49","slug":"day-of-frustrations","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.spymasterspy.com\/?p=1023","title":{"rendered":"Day of Frustrations"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>As they say, roses are red<img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignright size-thumbnail wp-image-1024\" src=\"http:\/\/www.spymasterspy.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/05\/Rose_Konrad_Henkel-150x150.jpg\" alt=\"Rose,_Konrad_Henkel\" width=\"150\" height=\"150\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Yet the ocean is blue<\/p>\n<p>Just like your eyes on a hazy day<\/p>\n<p>Empty, hungry, and thirsty I run through the forest<\/p>\n<p>The rain falls down around me unnoticed<\/p>\n<p>Again I flee for my life, followed by evil men<\/p>\n<p>Men willing to give anything in exchange<\/p>\n<p>For taking my head as a trophy<\/p>\n<p>The sweat pours out of me in anger<\/p>\n<p>My body cries for rest but my mind knows I must run<\/p>\n<p>I reach the sand of the beach, my steps become more difficult<\/p>\n<p>Holding a red rose, for a moment I glimpse its pure shade<\/p>\n<p>The ocean deceives me, it seems to get closer<\/p>\n<p>But its crystal blue water stays far away<\/p>\n<p>Blood mixes with the rain on my face<\/p>\n<p>My wounds are nothing compared to your pain<\/p>\n<p>The blue of the ocean like your eyes that no longer see<\/p>\n<p>Your life taken before its time, breaking my heart<\/p>\n<p>My anger shows on my face, but only the ocean sees<\/p>\n<p>I grip the rose tightly, thorns piercing my hand<\/p>\n<p>Mere drops of blood in an ocean of tears<\/p>\n<p>The men are closer now, their bullets scream by my head<\/p>\n<p>I ask myself why it has to be today of all days<\/p>\n<p>Why could I not have favor to secretly place this rose on your grave?<\/p>\n<p>My son, I only wished to honor your memory with a small offering<\/p>\n<p>On the anniversary of your death<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>-Dr. Julio Antonio del Marmol<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As they say, roses are red Yet the ocean is blue Just like your eyes on a hazy day Empty, hungry, and thirsty I run through the forest The rain falls down around me unnoticed Again I flee for my life, followed by evil men Men willing to give anything in exchange For taking my [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[10],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.spymasterspy.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1023"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.spymasterspy.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.spymasterspy.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.spymasterspy.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.spymasterspy.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1023"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/www.spymasterspy.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1023\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1025,"href":"http:\/\/www.spymasterspy.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1023\/revisions\/1025"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.spymasterspy.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1023"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.spymasterspy.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1023"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.spymasterspy.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1023"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}