Michael Jackson, The Thriller, Died Poem by Hebert Logerie
Michael Jackson, The Thriller, Died
Michael Jackson, the Thriller, Died
Life is unfair
To those who dare
Life is cruel
To those who sit idle.
Black people die
White people die
Multiracial people die
Rich people die
Poor people die
Children cry
Adults sigh
With remorse
In front of the corpse.
The dancer, the mega-star can no longer fly,
The floor can no longer remain dry.
The mournful river has inundated the stage;
This is the final curtain, the last page
Of a sad story of Cinderella,
Who drowned after falling in a deep coma.
Beautiful people die
Eccentric people die
Brown people die
Famous people die
No-name people die
And that's no lie.
The king died
The queen cried
All night long
Like a splenetic song
The whole world mourned
We are daily warned and scorned
By death
The thief who has the nerves to attack: the deaf
The sick, the young and the old
The exotic, the odd and the bold.
At 50, he died young,
Without playing the last song.
Death and life are unfair,
And farewell is never fair.
Michael will be missed,
May he rest in peace!
Copyright © July 2009, Hebert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
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like every thing in the life have start and end, nothing will remain but who we love and care will remain in our hearts and stay as long life exist and the always shine in our memory sky like stars. well write dear poet
A moving tribute to the king who departed so young..thanks for sharing regards
another wonderful tribute to an idol. We'll missed the greatest performer for good. You know what? I liked the way it was written especially the rhymes at the end of every line. I have a good read indeed.Thanks.
we all die, no mystery there; 'as certain as death and taxes' -Drew would say in one of favourite movies, MEET JOE BLACK, speaking to DEATH, in the form of Joe Black. And in the end, Joe showed that Drew was cheating on his taxes. Death and taxes; death and duties to society. They go together. Michael has paid his dues in a world that demands and demands more and more taxes. May hiss soul rest in peace.Great write, Herbert, you got it all so so right!
Piece of great elegance bristling with insight. A highly philosophical poem, well articulated and beautifully penned. DUST TO DUST IS A MUST well depicted in the poem. Thanks for sharing and remain blessed. Also thanks for commenting on my poems.
A very touching and heartfelt poem. He thrilled the audiences old and young alike. We have yet to see another star like him. Yet he is another star in Heaven. A real thriller he was. Enjoyed.
Very true..Micheal Jackson will be missed...beautifully penned...awesome poem! keep it up! 10! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/13/2024 11:53:39 PM # 1.0.0
Good stuff Hebert here's what I say Live a Good Life Live a good life Grieve as you must Bury your dead And shut up (A little jaded huh?