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The One who Danced the Dream

January 22, 2011
By YouKnowYouDid BRONZE, Lincoln, Other
YouKnowYouDid BRONZE, Lincoln, Other
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Favorite Quote:
\"If you enter this world knowing you are loved and you leave this world knowing the same, then everything that happens in between can be dealt with.\"
- Michael Jackson ♥

He’d travel around with his words,
So unsaid.
They said he wasn’t needed,
But he took it on it’s head.
He got the world on it’s feet.
He shone so bright we were blind.
The awe struck earth watched,
While he ran ahead, leaving us behind.

Some weren’t always there,
They were just vacant in the heart,
They woke on that black day,
And looked back to the start.
Some would spread the hate,
Causing His soul to tear.
They knew that they were to blame,
But were too young to care.

Millions opened their hearts,
So He could see that someone cared,
Divinely different from us all,
He proved we weren’t prepared.
There are timeless words of love,
Spread by his sound.
A timid sensitive boy,
Who grew to be a man who knew his ground.

He moved his own way,
Recreation glittered his stage.
Difficulties: there were plenty,
Silently swirling His rage.
The beauty of one figure,
Astounded every mind.
Within the thriller, the angel,
Was the only peace he could find.

At the cost of his own childhood,
He taught every soul to play.
But before He was finished here,
He was taken back home to stay.
But i fear without our friend, our teacher,
That this world is destined to fall.
Now without him we realise,
We have nothing at all.

He was the oldest of souls.
A creative mind,
One that was kind.
and knew its goals.
It will burn like a fire as we miss Him,
But this pain, I wish it to stay.
I can’t find the reason why, but with each moment,
A detail of our angel fades away.

We should not fear losing all that He was, But embrace all that He is.
And though things won’t always be as simple As the lyrics seem,
He did it.
He lived his dream.
I will hold this pain forever near,
Because it will forever remind me of what we are missing here.

The pain is the only thing that reminds me of what we had, and what, too soon, we lost:

The One who lived,
And cried.
The One who took the world, and on it, imprinted His name.

The One we will never forget.

The One who Danced the Dream.

- India Rose

The author's comments:
This piece was originally written for the one year anniversary of Michael Jackson's death.
On the 25th of June, 2010, this poem lay at Michael's final resting place in Forrest Lawn Memorial Ground, California, along with all the rest, and the beautiful glow of sunflowers.

Dear Michael, this is for you.
I will love you forever.
Sleep Well.
India Rose, England xx

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