1.
Today I woke up
It's June 25th
Two years later
After a star went and gone
Too soon
2.
I'm here and
Him moonwalkin
All over my brain
Now he lives somewhere
In the sky
He's a ghost
And I feel him
Movin across the ocean
Jumpin high on every tree
And now he becomes
The myths of my imagination
Where
He has found his childhood
And hold Elizabeth Taylor's hand
3.
Two years
Passin
All the fans still mourn
Every tear that drops
And I'm still lettin him moonwalk
Into my poems
My heart sees him through
My words
My soul was like "ain't you suppose to
Be in heaven, mr. micheal Jackson?
He was like. "well kai, I came here to see
You, and plus you invited me into
Your wonderful poetry, right?
My soul said, "right, but how did you get
Here on my paper and through
My words?
The king of pop smiles, and said
"I just pop up and surprise you
And I know you like surprises
I might have moonwalked all
Over your brain"
Then he winks, and I kinda blush
Oh michael he's such a man
Well the man in the mirror
That is
So my soul says, "have you see
My grandma mama Louise?
give her my hugs please?
If you see her"
Michael said, "I will"
3
June 25,
I wish he would never go
To heaven
He's too young too energetic
To die
I mean, he was ready
To dance and sing
At the arena 50 concerts
But the lord was like,
"you're goin with me
You are tired
And it's time for you
To go to the sky
You could sing
And dance
And idol James brown
Is waitin for you
And the children is waitin
For you
And I have your childhood
In my hands
So you might wanna come
And Elvis wanna meet you
And Langston Hughes wanna share his
Poetry with you
And Bessie smith wanna sing the blues with you
And dr. King wanna see how you perform on that stage
And Malcolm X wanna learn how to moonwalk
And Jesus wanna play your records
So what do you say? Are you up for it?"
4.
And I bet he's chillin
With Aaliyah
And biggie smalls
And Emily dickinson
I know he is,
And I'm here rockin
To his legacy
Somehow
I didn't lose him
I just feel him
In my soul
And oh yes,
I will always think
Of him
As my favorite singer
In the world
I'd always watch him
On you on
YouTube
And he will always visit
Me in poetry
Just to see how I'm doin
Even though
I don't see him physically
Only my heart and my soul
Does
Like I'm talkin to a ghost
While I'm Writin
Is it that creepy?
Yet I'm not scare
In fact, I'm comfortable
Cos maybe
I love Michael Jackson
And I don't have to be
Afraid of him
Besides nobody ain't scare of
Michael Jackson
It's just like when I write, I'm talkin
To him
He's just a ghost in my head
And no he doesn't make me
Cry
And someday
I will meet him in
Heaven
And we'll be friends
I can show him
The moonwalk with my motorized
Wheelchair
And maybe I show him my poetry
Even though he has visited me through
Them
Many times before
And just maybe we can watch the world go
By together
Yea me and Michael
Watchin the world cries and smiles
And fights and dies
I think we will get along with each other
Very well
I promise that----
4 comments:
Michael would love this!
I do too!
:) thanks
well done kai
this a paean and elegy combined
thank you
welcome
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