{"id":212,"date":"2021-02-28T22:43:29","date_gmt":"2021-02-28T22:43:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/gibson.show\/bard\/?page_id=212"},"modified":"2021-02-28T22:43:29","modified_gmt":"2021-02-28T22:43:29","slug":"lament","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/gibson.show\/bard\/lament\/","title":{"rendered":"Lament"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\">\n Thundering chariots pound down the track,\n Necks are all craned, to leer at the race\n A poor urchin girl selling fruit from a sack\n A spectator eats, the juice smears his face\n \n \n Back on the track, a horses leg breaks\n The chariot flips, and screams can be heard\n The crowd is excited, and for the show's sake\n The other contestents, each race undeterred\n \n \n Chor\n Is this why we quarried the stone\n to build massive temples to our new divine\n the keystones were laid, by people alone\n No creatures but us built this great chiseled shrine\n \n \n My head starts to ache, as the ritual starts\n I pray to the goddess of wisdom and rhyme\n The words leave my mouth, With an ache in my heart\n I drone with dull tone, each scripted line\n \n \n Though I witnessed ascenscion and healings\n And lived enough time, to know what we've gained\n As my years grow greater, so does the feeling\n No goddess of wisdom would sanction these games\n \n \n Chor\n Is this why the old theaters fell\n Were cookfire stories, so savage and poor\n Without teaching the past, how can we tell\n If it's monster or goddess that we supplicate for\n \n \n The forums are filled, with chaos and blame\n And many have gathered, our help to beseech\n The soldiers take bribes, and without any shame\n They threaten the farmers, dismiss them as weak\n \n \n So the polity riots, and I have to agree\n Though I've spent my whole life under vows\n If my goddess exists, she's blind to our needs\n Nothing Holy or mortal will keep us low now\n \n \n Chor\n This is how we'll drive our fate\n No out of touch godlet, will again be revered\n We'll raise our own people, who have proved themselves great\n And never again, will we bow to our fear\n \n Verse\n \/Am Em\/ G D \/ Am Em \/ C - - D \/  \n \/Am Em\/ G D \/ Am Em \/ C - - D \/\n Chorus\n \/ C D Em Em \/ C D Em Em \/ C D Em Em \/ C D Em Em \/ <\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Thundering chariots pound down the track, Necks are all craned, to leer at the race A poor urchin girl selling fruit from a sack A spectator eats, the juice smears<span class=\"more-button\"><a href=\"https:\/\/gibson.show\/bard\/lament\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Lament<\/span><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/gibson.show\/bard\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/212"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/gibson.show\/bard\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/gibson.show\/bard\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gibson.show\/bard\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gibson.show\/bard\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=212"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/gibson.show\/bard\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/212\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":213,"href":"https:\/\/gibson.show\/bard\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/212\/revisions\/213"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/gibson.show\/bard\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=212"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}