{"id":361,"date":"2015-10-22T10:06:45","date_gmt":"2015-10-22T10:06:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thevirtualcavern.com\/?p=361"},"modified":"2015-10-22T10:06:45","modified_gmt":"2015-10-22T10:06:45","slug":"tvc-presents-the-poetry-podcast-10-22-2015","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thevirtualcavern.com\/?p=361","title":{"rendered":"TVC Presents &#8211; The Poetry Podcast 10.22.2015"},"content":{"rendered":"<!--[if lt IE 9]><script>document.createElement('audio');<\/script><![endif]-->\n<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-361-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 100%;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"http:\/\/thevirtualcavern.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/Poetry-Podcast-10-22-2015.mp3?_=1\" \/><a href=\"http:\/\/thevirtualcavern.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/Poetry-Podcast-10-22-2015.mp3\">http:\/\/thevirtualcavern.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/Poetry-Podcast-10-22-2015.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n<div class=\"divider\"><\/div>\n<p id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2678\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>The Golden Boy<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2620\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>The golden boy danced through his world<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2607\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>His life an endless joy<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2606\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>mother, father, friends he had<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2605\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>He was a happy boy<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2604\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>He so young and full of life<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2602\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>His energy unsubdued<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2600\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>His eyes a creative twinkle<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2594\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>He knew of nothing crude<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>His parents loved his smiling face<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>The innocence he possessed<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>Though they were neither were rich or poor<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>They provided him the best<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>The world in which he resided<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>Knew nothing of war or pain<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>Until the day when angry souls<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>hungered for selfish gain<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>The golden boy looked toward the sky<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>Saw planes dropping down<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>Their cargo deep and deadly<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>Oh, what a horrid sound<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>He did not know where to run<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>Where he could go to be safe<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>He saw his home go crashing down<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>He, now a homeless waif<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2622\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>His tears they fell on broken cobbles<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2624\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>A child all alone he cried<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>Like so many in this world<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>His happiness had died<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2664\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>What happened to the golden boy?<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2662\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>So innocent and free<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>Because of selfish gain he cries<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2660\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>none hears his desperate plea<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2658\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>What about the children of this world<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2656\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>The children we forget<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2625\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>The ones that are all alone<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2654\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>We are in their debt<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2650\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>Without a child&#8217;s\u2019 joy<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2653\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>This world would be so dark<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2649\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>A world without a singing voice<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2647\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>A world without a spark<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2645\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>What will this selfish world become<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" id=\"yui_3_16_0_1_1445508180598_2626\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>If we have not a care<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<p 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