{"id":3860,"date":"2017-08-13T18:09:34","date_gmt":"2017-08-13T17:09:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=3860"},"modified":"2017-08-13T18:09:34","modified_gmt":"2017-08-13T17:09:34","slug":"our-friends-were-not-silent","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/our-friends-were-not-silent\/","title":{"rendered":"Our Friends Were Not Silent"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><i>Dedicated to Heather Heyer and all who died for the right to confront the Right <\/i><\/p>\n<p>Our friends were not silent<br \/>\nIn solidarity stood<br \/>\nTo protest and to witness<br \/>\nThose who divide by colour and blood<br \/>\nWhere the white right unite<br \/>\nClaiming that they were born great<br \/>\nThose who spoke for good stood<br \/>\nFell in the face of fanatics hate.<\/p>\n<p>They could have killed a thousand<br \/>\nThey killed one: we know her name<br \/>\nA banner &#8211; a slogan for love over hatred<br \/>\nWhy Christ to be crucified to earth came.<\/p>\n<p>They can burn their wooden crucifixes &#8211;<br \/>\nTheir history of hate can tell&#8230;<br \/>\nWe all will face judgement day on death:<br \/>\nThey will burn with their crosses in hell!!!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dedicated to Heather Heyer and all who died for the right to confront the Right Our friends were not silent In solidarity stood To protest and to witness Those who divide by colour and blood Where the white right unite Claiming that they were born great Those who spoke for &#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":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3860","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-10g","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":186,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/bonfires-blaze-fueled-by-hate\/","url_meta":{"origin":3860,"position":0},"title":"Bonfires Blaze Fueled by Hate","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"12th July 2014","format":false,"excerpt":"Bonfires blaze, fueled by hate, but the bonfires are an Irish tradition (1) Political maze, each site prate, the other view with suspicion Ulster burns... 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