Michel Jackson Poem by Missy Lynn
Michel Jackson
So I would like to ask him
What do you feel?
Is there something inside of you?
Or just that disturbing thing we see.
What is there?
Just a need for attention?
Or is there something more we do not see
Troubled or trouble?
Upset or upsetting?
What are you?
Guilty? Yes or no?
We want an answer to this object of
Spectacle, which we call
Michael Jackson
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4/24/2024 4:36:39 PM # 1.0.0.1119
this dosent ryme