June 25, 2009. The most tragic day in entertainment history. The loss of the greatest pop icon, the King of Pop, Michael Jackson. Like millions, I grew up listening to MJ's music. Like millions, I watched in awe with every move he made. However, his life was not all glitz and glamour. Soon, his personal life overshadowed his music. With his numerous cosmetic surgeries, rumours of skin bleaching and child molestation making headlines, MJ was now 'Wacko Jacko'. Yes, he was quirky. But there was not a shadow of a doubt that he was an amazing artiste. I don't care what anyone says, HE IS AMAZING. To hear such horrible things said about him upon the time of his death shocks me. People have no respect. I even wonder if they have a heart. Did I cry? Yes, I did, like the millions of people who mourn his passing. I know, I don't know him. It didn't stop me from crying when Steve Irwin died, or when Heath Ledger died. It's because they had influence. Profound influence. And when GOOD people like them are taken away, it is a loss. We will always remember him. Rest in peace MJ. This is for you...
Like a comet blazing 'cross the evening sky
Gone too soon
Like a rainbow fading in the twinkling of an eye
Gone too soon
Shiny and sparkly and splendidly bright
Here one day, gone one night
Like the loss of sunlight on a cloudy afternoon
Gone too soon
Like a castle built upon a sandy beach
Gone too soon
Like a perfect flower that is just beyond your reach
Gone too soon
Born to amuse, to inspire, to delight
Here one day, gone one night
Like a sunset dying with the rising of the moon
Gone too soon, gone too soon...
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