*Inspired by his legacy and discography
For The King
He’s the King of Pop
There is none higher!
There’ll never be another
So we call him Sire!
I can
remember the time when I first met you on the tube
Belting out
ABC with your brothers on the J5 cartoon
Then I heard you on the radio crooning with youthful energy and grace
No motion can describe
the way you make me feel,
except for the
smile on my face
You give me
butterflies and delightful chills
And fill me with
2000 watts of
Shoo-be-doo-be-doo-da-day thrills
I can’t help it…you bring me musical joy like I’ve never known since
And
I just can’t stop loving you of that I am convinced
Heaven can wait longer for you I said, but God and you disagreed, I guess
To hear of your untimely demise left me shocked and utterly
speechless
June 25th was a
bad day for my listening ears
Because I’d heard that you departed our earthly premises
after only 50 years
My hands could not repel the sonic boom of worldwide cries
invading my ears
I ran to find shelter from the torrent flood of the peoples tears
But…
There was no vacancy at
Heartbreak HotelNo more could enter, for the capacity had swelled
It was sold out by fans who loved you so…
There was no place in the whole wide world that I could go
Our
love is here and you are goneNo more live shows for you to sing our songs
For
all the things you are,
we are the world who will forever adore you
A crowd
thriller giving
the greatest show on Earth in the way
that only you can do
A musical genius who we had the honor and pleasure
of enjoying in the spirit and the flesh
An innovative choreographer and 300 million plus philanthropist
Gone too soon…
Yet your legend is
invincible and will forever reign
Whether yellow, brown, red,
black or white we all agree the same
You are our musical King
Who
healed
the world and gave the
Earth song and dance
And communicated across dialects from Istanbul to France
We will continue to
rock with you in our hearts and
jamuntil the
break of dawnMusically immortal you are, so in our spirits you shall live on
Amongst all of our love and adoration though is darkness that
I’m sure you knew was coming
For
ain’t no sunshine in some of the media for they
always
wanna be startin’ somethin’
Haters
wanna be where you are – On top, undefeated
But haters never prosper so they can just
beat it!
Say, say, say what they will or may
You ARE Michael Jackson, what else is there to say?
And as your music continues to play
And as future generations ask
who is it streaming through the airwaves
I’ll say…
THIS is the epitome of music at its core and so much more
And when they
cry and ask why aren’t you here anymore?
I’ll tell them as you told me in lyrics so pure
Death is a part of life - It’s simply
human natureHe’s the King of Pop
There is none higher!
There’ll never be another
So we call him Sire!
Tara S. Gause aka Poetic Goddess Tara Shenéa
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