Born during the phase of the full moon,
for all of the world to see,
in the late evening on August 29, 1958,
Mother Nature rejoiced!
The waters waved and danced in delight!
The birds flapped their wings in excitement.
The world was showered with new light that night.
The wolves stood on rocks and howled.
The stars and the sky gathered in celebration.
He was here to sing, dance, and heal.
Unborn babies kicked in anticipation.
He was the moon;
an enigma, mystery in the flesh.
He was as the moon;
adored from France to Bangladesh.
He was a man as a child,
and he was a child as a man.
It was in the way that he sat and spoke,
and in the way that he jumped and ran.
He was the Earth Angel Michael;
the friend and guardian of children.
Kids knew it and they loved him,
protective and doting, mother hen.
We miss him.
The earth stood still on June 25, 2009;
we had a nightmare while our eyes were wide open.
We shivered as sweat ran down our foreheads.
We took long and deep breaths in,
quickly running out,
Where is our Michael?
When we think of him,
we are filled with happiness and strength,
but we miss him,
and the thought of it makes us weak.
We miss his hypnotic, gorgeous eyes,
the beauty of and in his smile,
the charisma and gaiety in his dance,
the sweet softness of his voice,
that voice, the sound of freshwaters.
We miss the way he made us feel
when he lifted us up as he bent to kneel.
Mother Earth weeps as She curls her toes.
birds sing of our woes.
We are nostalgic about carrying him,
as he carried us,
as we play and replay his shows.
We are lovesick.
He is here.
Mamase, mamasa, mamakusa.
mama, cool sir.
He will always be with us.
Yes, he will, our king of pop,
our king of love.
His body will always be in our soil,
swaddled in Gaia’s arms,
and that is not all.
His spirit will always be with us.
He will always be here,
via his songs,
via his dance,
via his teaching,
via his charity,
via his silent cries and loud wailings,
via his musical screams.
We will rock him back and forth;
we will never drop him.
We will remember him fondly,
loving and cherishing him,
for decades and generations to come.