Death of An Immortal

I was born in a time When the thrills of a thriller Did move the bricks Of the thickest of walls. I grew in an era When the dynasty of an empire Did expand to farthest of lands. I adapted to a phenomenon When the existence of a legend Did drown the fame of mortals. A fame in immortality Bearing the impenetrability Of Achilles himself, Destined to march Through the walls of Troy. I twisted to the strings Of a guitar, twanging Spontaneously in my head, In moves of invisibility. I was opportune to appear In a time, when the conquest Of one king, did crest Long lasting tattoos In the hearts of many. I was fascinated in a time When the life within a man Did blossom young, As he lived unaffected By the fading of time. I lingered in an era When the voice of one man Could unify the sections In a complex world. I flowed in his guidance, Dined in his glory As though I existed In his peak of enthronement, His conferment of Grammies. Bedazzled by his flexibility, I was blessed by his power To rein in anointed glory, Unending immortality. I was born in an empire Governed by a king; The king of pop, A king in the world, Father of offspring As multiple as stars. Electrified by a star, There shall never be another; Another motion slider, Another shining star. And though he passes on, I shall live to declare That I was born in a time Ruled by a legend, Guided by an immortal, A world of Michael Jackson.