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people will always have their own opinions, but for me he was one of the greatest…
Had tickets for his final THIS IS IT tour in London but never got the chance to go
This letter is dedicated to my icon, people put him down but the cream always rises to the top;
This letter is in memory of Michael Jackson, also known as the king of pop.
If I rewind time, I mean all the way back to the very first music video I had ever seen;
The images would play me a man throwing his hat into the crowd, whilst he sung out Billie Jean.
He could pull off dance moves which left nations in disbelief, jaws on the floor, unable to talk;
I remember sliding backwards on my kitchen floor, trying to mimic his moonwalk.
He was the first black man to appear on MTV, his ambition opened the doors for an entire new music culture;
He was found not guilty in court, but that didn’t stop people trying to pick at him like a vulture.
His childhood was spent entertaining the world, instead of toys, he had a microphone, which made him so unique;
His entire life was spent in the spot light, and you have the arrogance to call him a freak.
Some people say he was crap, I ask how over a billion fans can be wrong;
He didn’t sing about how rich he was, or how he was gangster, he just tried to bring the world a little closer through his song.
I had tickets for his final concerts in London, after hours of clogging up the phone line;
But tragically the king of pop passed away, on Thursday the 25th of June, 2009.
An irreplaceable genius has gone, an icon and legend, I don’t care what any other doubter will say;
I send this letter to the heavens, in loving memory of my hero, M.J.
PoetryBy BarryMowles ©
It was music that saved my life,
Whilst some songs reminded me how to love, other lyrics helped heal my broken heart;
It was a simple melody that gave me the courage to face the end,
But it was a song that reminded me how to rewind time back to the start
During my lowest time music had become my only friend,
I was living in hell and my dreams had been set on fire;
I would hear lyrics whispering me words of hope, like when
Kanye West sung “Through the wire”
I guess my life had become just a simple lyric written softly on a blank page;
I use to sit in the shadows watching that spotlight shining brightly on the stage
I spent so many days silently comparing my life to the clouds,
Some days they were dark, whilst other days they would be so white;
Slowly this music had developed into a voice that sung me a lullaby each and every single night
When I heard the country and western style of Don Williams I would be reminded of my Mum;
But I was off the rails and out of control, and if the truth be told I was a pathetic excuse for a son
Just like Drake I started from the bottom but now I am finally here;
But back then I had more than 21 questions, but an answer never did appear
Music had turned into a way for me to escape my reality, after endless nights were spent listening to Tupac Shakur;
Bob Dylan taught me to believe in angels, when he sung about
“Knocking on heaven’s door”
Frank Sinatra would try to tell me to live my life “My Way”;
John Lennon may have been a dreamer, but when I heard him sing “Imagine” deep down I always knew what he was trying to say
Michael Jackson said to make a change I must first start with the
“Man in the mirror”:
So I wiped away the condensation, and when I saw my broken reflection I started to see things so much clearer
These verses stopped me from falling, if it wasn’t for those lost lyrics I would probably be dead, or at best be in a darkened prison cell;
These verses gave me the courage to break free and fly,
Just like a “Bat out of hell”
For me music is more than simple lyrics being whispered,
I listen inbetween the words and found a best friend;
It was a simple melody that gave me the inspiration to face the start,
But it was a song that reminded me how to look forward to the end
Barry Mowles ©2013
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