{"id":40174,"date":"2017-08-06T00:28:16","date_gmt":"2017-08-06T04:28:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=40174"},"modified":"2017-08-06T00:30:28","modified_gmt":"2017-08-06T04:30:28","slug":"who-am-i-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/who-am-i-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Who Am I"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Who am I, but a convict?<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Serving out my time<\/em><br \/>\n<em>I have a sentence I do not deserve<\/em><br \/>\n<em>It was bread I took to save a life.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>When I am finally given release<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Even though a convict I\u2019ll stay<\/em><br \/>\n<em>I steal a Father\u2019s silver<\/em><br \/>\n<em>I\u2019m brought back, but he saves the day.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>He gives me all the silver<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Adds candlesticks to the lot<\/em><br \/>\n<em>He called me his brother<\/em><br \/>\n<em>A term I thought I had forgot.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>In going on to find my way<\/em><br \/>\n<em>I leave the past behind<\/em><br \/>\n<em>I will no longer be Jean Valjean<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Monsieur le maire I become, so kind.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>I spend my life avoiding<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Javert\u2019s arm of the law<\/em><br \/>\n<em>When I choose to help Fantine<\/em><br \/>\n<em>He corners me in a draw.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Fantine dies and I escape<\/em><br \/>\n<em>I run so far and free.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>I rescue Cosette, from awful people<\/em><br \/>\n<em>And raise her as mine, instead of I, it\u2019s we.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Cosette she grows so sweet and fair<\/em><br \/>\n<em>I\u2019m her papa, all that she\u2019s known.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Then I find out she\u2019s in love<\/em><br \/>\n<em>With Marius, I can\u2019t condone.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Once the shock wears off, I find him<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Marius on the barricade.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>When he is injured<\/em><br \/>\n<em>I silently give him aid.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>When Marius awakes,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>He finds his Cosette there<\/em><br \/>\n<em>He grieves for his friends who died<\/em><br \/>\n<em>On the barricade, so unfair.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>They marry as I leave them<\/em><br \/>\n<em>I am old, but they are young.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>They somehow manage to find me<\/em><br \/>\n<em>But my time left is not long.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>I confess to them who I am<\/em><br \/>\n<em>The convict Jean Valjean<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Cosette forgives me, Marius too<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Time&#8217;s up, I must be gone.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>In death I meet with Fantine<\/em><br \/>\n<em>She is thankful I did love<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Her beautiful daughter Cosette<\/em><br \/>\n<em>We go together to Heaven above. <\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Who am I, but a convict? Serving out my time I have a sentence I do not deserve It was bread I took to save a life. When I am finally given release Even though a convict I\u2019ll stay I steal a Father\u2019s silver I\u2019m&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":976,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-40174","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/40174","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/976"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=40174"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/40174\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":40198,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/40174\/revisions\/40198"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=40174"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=40174"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=40174"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}