{"id":2927,"date":"2013-07-21T11:33:05","date_gmt":"2013-07-21T16:33:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/?p=2927"},"modified":"2013-07-21T11:33:05","modified_gmt":"2013-07-21T16:33:05","slug":"the-gods-of-what-will-not-be","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/poetry\/the-gods-of-what-will-not-be\/","title":{"rendered":"The gods of what will not be…"},"content":{"rendered":"

The gods of what will not be…<\/em><\/strong>
\n ~<\/em>
\n The gods of what will not be,<\/em>
\n they, who who strip the dreams<\/em>
\n from those as me<\/em>
\n and thee.<\/em>
\n Though we gird our dreams in reality,<\/em>
\n the gods of what will not be<\/em>
\n wash our words with their false tears.<\/em>
\n A scorn of acid rain,<\/em>
\n on us they pour<\/em>
\n and strip our dreams till they’re bare,<\/em>
\n and plain.<\/em>
\n With a rumbled laugh they watch<\/em>
\n our fragile dreams shatter<\/em>
\n and laugh again,<\/em>
\n as you begin to believe<\/em>
\n your dreams don’t matter.<\/em>
\n ~<\/em>
\n A cloak of failed dreams<\/em>
\n upon their shoulders worn,<\/em>
\n striped of color by their scorn.<\/em>
\n Held tight within our hearts,<\/em>
\n our dreams unborn<\/em>
\n die,<\/em>
\n and turn,<\/em>
\n into bitter ash<\/em>
\n the final tendrils,<\/em>
\n of our earthy tale.<\/em>
\n False gods gorge, even as we rail<\/em>
\n against their unjust rule.<\/em>
\n Fearful we will arise,<\/em>
\n they cast their ash into our eye<\/em>
\n and bend our ear<\/em>
\n with their misbegotten lies,<\/em>
\n served as truth,<\/em>
\n intended to distract,<\/em>
\n and from our dreams,<\/em>
\n we turn, and go.<\/em>
\n ~<\/em>
\n Shoulders hunched,<\/em>
\n beneath debts untrue,<\/em>
\n which to our false deities<\/em>
\n allegedly,<\/em>
\n are due.<\/em>
\n One last time we turn,<\/em>
\n and glimpse<\/em>
\n what might have been,<\/em>
\n were we not blind subjects to<\/em>
\n the gods<\/em>
\n of what will not be.<\/em>
\n ~<\/em><\/p>\n

Thank you for reading, if you prefer poetry of a lighter nature please consider reading my poem on Friends<\/a>.
\nIf you’d like to explore the inner working on my mind, then this might be the place to begin<\/a>.<\/p>\n

PS. This particular poem has nothing to do with religion.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

The gods of what will not be… ~ The gods of what will not be, they, who who strip the dreams from those as me and thee. Though we gird our dreams in reality, the gods of what will not be wash our words with their false tears. A scorn of acid rain, on us […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[128,177],"class_list":["post-2927","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","tag-dreams","tag-gods"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2927","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2927"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2927\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2927"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2927"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2927"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}