And The King Of Pop Receives His Rest Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

He felt the pain.
But sought the beauty within it.
Alone in fame.
He stood on peaks no one has known.

Giving unselfishly to those who slander,
Who would not let him rest.
And scandalize to steal peace and popularity...
They assisted in his untimely death.
And the world weeps.
Yes!

As deceivers bleed from misdeeds planted,
Eternally!
With souls unseen but screaming.
In a deafness invisible yet felt.
And the King of Pop,
Receives his rest...
Redeemed!


In Tribute:
Michael Joseph Jackson
Prince of Peace
'He lived and enjoyed the giving of it! '
~LSP~
Thank you. Thank you, Michael.