{"id":1573,"date":"2002-08-05T01:08:56","date_gmt":"2002-08-05T08:08:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sm.amigotico.com\/poetryblog\/?p=1573"},"modified":"2013-04-01T01:09:57","modified_gmt":"2013-04-01T08:09:57","slug":"robbery","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/2002\/08\/05\/robbery\/","title":{"rendered":"Robbery"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Stolen back, the wealth orients me to who I am.<br \/>\nI am not recognized as things I own;<br \/>\nI could have drowned in the waves with board,<br \/>\nand those things stolen would not have defined me.<\/p>\n<p>It is the eternal slavery to things I am;<br \/>\nUncomely, but fact.<\/p>\n<p>When taken from me I realize that<br \/>\nthey have been taken from me&#8230;<br \/>\nbut the me hasn&#8217;t changed<br \/>\n(but for the realization).<\/p>\n<p>They would take our heads and shake,<br \/>\namaze the pallid faceless action,<br \/>\nthe cowering indifference that dispersed my wealth<br \/>\namong others who would be defined and<br \/>\nrecognized as their acts<\/p>\n<p>of thievery.<\/p>\n<p>The cargo of life I carry is dispensible,<br \/>\nand shapes me thus.<br \/>\nBut only cargo; it is nothing the drowning would<br \/>\nthink of in those last desperate moments.<\/p>\n<p>I think of a soul that to a savage place will go,<br \/>\nbut do not think of me.<br \/>\nI think of the acts<br \/>\nthat dispersed material wealth,<br \/>\nand left me with a gift of realization<br \/>\nthat harmony is not a part of the<br \/>\nhuge empty thing<br \/>\nthat is this civilization.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Stolen back, the wealth orients me to who I am.<br \/> I am not recognized as things I own;<br \/> I could have drowned in the waves with board,<br \/> and those things stolen would not have defined me.<\/p>\n<p>It is the eternal slavery to things I am;<br \/> Uncomely, but fact.<\/p>\n<p>When taken from me I realize that<br \/> [&#8230;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13,1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1573","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-personal","category-poems"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1573","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1573"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1573\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1574,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1573\/revisions\/1574"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1573"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1573"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1573"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}