{"id":3304,"date":"2012-12-05T04:40:33","date_gmt":"2012-12-05T04:40:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=3304"},"modified":"2016-12-05T04:42:20","modified_gmt":"2016-12-05T04:42:20","slug":"pannonia-in-peace-and-war","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/pannonia-in-peace-and-war\/","title":{"rendered":"Pannonia in Peace and War"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>These plains wide watered<br \/>\nBy seasons rains from the sky<br \/>\nBringing life to earth.<\/p>\n<p>These plains wide watered<br \/>\nBy mans blood shed in wars long<br \/>\nBringing death to earth.<\/p>\n<p>Long after man&#8217;s gone<br \/>\nThe rains will continue to fall<br \/>\nAnd life will go on.<\/p>\n<p>Rain brings life, not death<br \/>\nMans only contribution.<br \/>\nIs death from his wars<\/p>\n<p>His technology<br \/>\nBrings pollution, destruction<br \/>\nWaste, death of nature<\/p>\n<p>But when man is gone<br \/>\nNature is reborn, anew<br \/>\nLook at Chernobyl.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>These plains wide watered By seasons rains from the sky Bringing life to earth. These plains wide watered By mans blood shed in wars long Bringing death to earth. Long after man&#8217;s gone The rains will continue to fall And life will go on. Rain brings life, not death Mans &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[82,3313,205],"tags":[3315,3314,740,2355,13,1447],"class_list":["post-3304","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-balkan-odyssey","category-haiku-sequence","category-serbia","tag-haiku-poem","tag-haiku-sequence","tag-pannonia","tag-serbia","tag-travel-2","tag-yugoslavia","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-Ri","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":502,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/the-fields-of-vojvodina\/","url_meta":{"origin":3304,"position":0},"title":"The Fields of Vojvodina","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"6th June 2012","format":false,"excerpt":"The fields of\u00a0Vojvodina are as flat as the world is round A fairer land bar Ireland is rarer to be found... 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