From the moon he walk down in our hearts with hes song, dans and hes mentality.
He thought us - that the place was a great place to be.
We never realize hes unique talent before it was to late.
Sometimes we must say goodbye to genius
- even only have a few of them - we will
never learn to preciate what we got.
We dont beleive there are somebody who will save the world. We will not beleive, there are somebody who will make the world a better place - so what can we say - We are bad.
Still we get motivated to do - what we feel for - go for - it is like the walk of Billy Jean.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this poem about Michael Jackson - well done - and thanks