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Tribute To Wacko Jacko

Pain of a loss like the pain at the cross the crucifix
Bitter than wine and gall mix
How do I express my feelings concerning this loss
When its weight is beyond my poetic expressions
When it expresses itself with more Sofia words
Though I’m going to try
It feels like throwing gold seeds to birds
The only seeds I managed to collect after the harvest
Helping me to keep on sowing poetry
He was one of the eyes eyed by the whole globe
And if life is lost we say bye to hope
His death popped the death of pop as its king breathed his last
Entering the records of history the study of the past
His exodus from the earth
Left his fans wrestling, gasping for some breath
In this gigantic sphere full of green trees giving birth
In this populated world of oxygen
The last time we communicate he begged I should hold his hand
Because he is about to erase his mark out of this land
And it’s a shame I did not understand what he meant
I am sorry Michael
Hope God will see you and make you the archangel MICHAEL THE SECOND

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