A child in search of a childhood
With talent beyond compare
lost sight of all things child like
and his life became an affair
an event of mass proportion
each day pomp and circumstance
never a human being
a shadow in his own dance
He wanted to be accepted
just loved for his first self
No smooth moves
No awards upon his shelf
But he found nothing is given
always something in return
so just for us
he let his feet burn
he was over the top
only he could walk on the moon
the girls would swoon
and his life further left behind
something divine had taken over
his dreams were no longer his own…but the world’s.
the truth unfurled
now Billie Jean and her girls
they all fade away…
The stage is set
for the best performance yet,
and the King of Pop is through
Safe passage Michael…we already miss you.
R.I.P. Michael Joseph Jackson
-j.c. brooks
June 26th, 2009 at 7:13 am
* That’s the dopest thing I ever read… Quite a fitting tribute.
June 26th, 2009 at 3:11 pm
That poem was the bomb!!!!! Beautiful…..We will miss you Michael!
June 27th, 2009 at 9:32 am
That’s a very real sentiment Jacci. They should just scroll this on the screens everywhere, play a few of the songs and let that be!!!! Greatness…