{"id":5352,"date":"2019-02-06T15:02:58","date_gmt":"2019-02-06T21:02:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=5352"},"modified":"2019-02-06T15:02:58","modified_gmt":"2019-02-06T21:02:58","slug":"midnight","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2019\/02\/06\/midnight\/","title":{"rendered":"Midnight"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;\">This is a poem that I wrote spur of the moment while waiting for the bus for a Walmart trip one day. Honestly, I have no clue what brought it on or what inspired it, it just came out. I&#8217;ll be the first person to say it sucks, but I&#8217;m still gonna embrace it. Please enjoy &#8216;Midnight&#8217;!<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;\">Midnight<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;\">This is your chance. <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;\">Run for your life.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;\">Skip out on town.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;\">Make it back before midnight.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;\">Look around at the sights.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;\">This is your chance to excel.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;\">Make it back before midnight <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;\">to escape this hell.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;\">The clock hits twelve. <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;\">Made it back before midnight. <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;\">You have no more chances. <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;\">You\u2019re stuck here now.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;\">Make it back before midnight. <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;\">This is your chance to change yourself.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;\">Look back at your wrongs.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;\">And move forward to create your rights.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This is a poem that I wrote spur of the moment while waiting for the bus for a Walmart trip one day. Honestly, I have no clue what brought it on or what inspired it, it just came out. I&#8217;ll be the first person to say it sucks, but I&#8217;m still gonna embrace it. Please &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2019\/02\/06\/midnight\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Midnight&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":34,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5352"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/34"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5352"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5352\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5363,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5352\/revisions\/5363"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5352"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5352"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5352"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}