Michael, Farrah & Ed (In Memorial) R.I.P. Poem by Luke Easter

Michael, Farrah & Ed (In Memorial) R.I.P.



They go in threes and so after Farrah and Ed,
Names of who could be next ran through my head,
My daughter was startled from her blackberry buzz,
At the superstar entertainer and rightly so because.

It was Michael Jackson; the brightest one if you please,
Ed and Farrah, age & illness, now comes the mystery,
Arguably the greatest talent to ever perform anywhere,
An icon in the world of icons but how did he get there?

Ed MacMahon was the voice on Carson’s Tonight Show,
And Farrah Fawcett Majors made Charlie’s Angles grow,
But, Michael alone changed the face the music industry,
Yes! The King of Pop helped to lunch the success of MTV.

A talent unlike any other before it simply had to be a gift,
Not just a city, state, country but the world he would uplift,
Not that announcing & stunning beauty doesn’t take you far,
But, with Michael the sun was no longer the brightest star.

You can make and lose millions in the famous celebrity game,
Even have your imprint on the stellar Hollywood Walk of Fame,
A Thriller, Poster Pin-Up, Here’s Johnny, Michael, Farrah & Ed,
Undoubtedly a little sadness tonight before climbing into my bed.

Matthew 7: 13, wide is the road that allows your soul to self destruct,
7: 14, small is the gate that leads to life & it’s not about talent or luck,
Funniest 2nd banana, pictures in Playboy or the latest moon walk craze,
The only thing that matters now is whether or not their souls were saved.

As with all other famous passings there is one key element amiss,
Hold on, what could it be, did we forget something? Yes, it is this,
No matter who claims their lives were filled & every move was right,
Only thing that will count is your name written in The Book of Life.

All the hoopla and planned memorials are really kind of scary,
We are basing immortality on lives that were only temporary,
#1 songs, TV shows, commercials, whatever monetary worth,
God judges not on these but did you dwell righteously on earth?

Many religions and even more belief’s about mankind’s final end,
Yet there is only One Creator from Whom everything truly did begin,
Probably never in history will anyone ever experience again or see,
The exit of three original powerhouse innovator’s may you all R.I.P.

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