“Show’s over Boys.Lets pack up”
No I am not one of those reporters covering the ‘MJ Memorial’ the hottest story in town.I am not blaming them either.. that’s their job.I waited for the media hype to settle down. so that i can pay my tribute peacefully and so here goes…
The cameras stopped Rolling
And the cranes came Down
The world went home Sobbing
Leaving the King Alone
One Soul is Lost
And the World feels Lonely
One chance Lost
To see the King in all his Glory
Tonight was supposed to be Thriller Night
But I cant see the Zombies at my Sight
The King has left the Stage
But the traces of his Moonwalk still Remains
You were Right
They Didn’t Care About You
They called You Whacko
Now they are chasing the Ghost of Jacko
I think they have all gone Whacko.
The King wont Rest in Peace
As His Soul was filled with Dance
I could see him from my room
Dancing all night in the Moon
Oh MJ..I wish you be here tonight with us
for the empty stage haunts us
more than your Thriller Ghosts
Our hearts are gone Cold
Only Your music
Can Heal the World
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