now as i look into the night sky
the little star twinkling, twisting, spiralling
in the farthest corner well that's
the eternal michael jackson
michael jackson
refund me the star,
never mind the tickets
these london tickets
now these heart crushing
limited edition momentos
beat it, billy jean is not my lover
michael jackson
is no more back in town
michael jackson
keeping the london tickets
to remember the star
michael jackson
the star in the man takes
over his life
michael jackson
outshone by the star
in the man
michael jackson
drowned out by
the star in the man
michael jackson
drunken by music
and stardom
michael jackson
the star and vulptures
eat up everything of the boy men
lovely tribute in the form of a haiku.. we shall remember MJ always...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sorry. Do you understand what a Haiku is? Because not one of these verses is a haiku in the true sense of the word unless it has been translated from another language and therefor has a totally different number of syllables per line. I also think Jackson was merely a good performer who could dance very well but not so as to confer the status he seemed to attract. Each to their own however...