Elegy For Michael Jackson (3)

Refrain: You shimmering waves on the ocean blue Dance not again, he cannot dance with you You weeping forests where the winds wail too Let your bright tears fall in the pool of dew The world of pop will never be the same again The king is dead, and life is a dream so vain. O day most callous like the callous world, how Did you come about? By whose love designed, Whose genius bore him, gave him life? O now Do tell us of his human coming, since maligned It's oft forgotten that he was somebody's child Context in a world where his skin was reviled: And yet some marveled that he parted from it To build a world different from base to summit. Genius is a gift and not a choice, and he was all A moment's glimpse of earth's troubled paradise For Michael was not mere mortal he was our tall Selves transformed to art, so nuanced to the wise That understood how his dance moves were silk Syllables of protest and regret, a symbol cocooned In loneliness, a man pining for the rare social milk Of happiness against a material breast, festooned With a race unhappiness. He was more than we Saw with naked eye, Michael was an artist true Context in all our history. And yet his mortality Was not less not vulnerable due to fame, a blue Note then sing for him, remember this day's despair How the fickle fans in fragile praise came again Away from the media's maddening glare to share This moment of dark our universal deluge of pain. O Indiana, this is your son, O America this here Is your native child, weep here ye poets, weep For him, the poet of the broken soul, Let no tear Leave a eye that's dry for the lullaby of his sleep Come ye world that felt his charity, beg angels Hear us and welcome him; Michael, forever we Will keep our hearts beating for you, in citadels Of shining peace when your songs bring memory.