Now That I'm Gone
by K. Mulroney
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Rated "G" by the Author.
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For Michael Jackson
What did I do to deserve the retribution, dissolving me in a solution of acidic rumor?
I am as human as you, I wear a heart, a soul, but you trap me in an editorial fish bowl.
Everyone wants to see some dirt, throw me under the print, don’t care that I hurt.
How perverted my pain must be breaking news, how much more of me can you use?
Love was all I needed, all I pleaded the world to feel, but you peeled me till I was raw.
Spinning into seclusion, from the column of slaughter, altered to fit your illusion.
So here the stage is bare, who will you snare in the pen now that I am gone?
I beg you to stop for those left behind; feel my love, for you are still a part of mankind.
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|Reviewed by Joyce Bell
|A FITTING REFLECTION AND TRIBUTE TO THIS AWESOME TALENT WHO IS NOW GONE FROM AMONGST US...MAY HE NOW BE AT PEACE. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS & FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS|
|Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
|Oh my well done indeed sweet lady......love this...Hugsss|
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Price
|I had such a strong image of Michael while I was reading this poem. He was a genius, a lost soul to the universe. Hugs, my friend, Liz|
|Reviewed by Patrick Granfors
|Michael is lost genius. Irreplaceable. Patrick|
|Reviewed by Ed Matlack
|MJ was a great artist, performer & humanitarian & NOTHING can ever change that...e|