Ode to Michael Jackson

Ode to Michael Jackson

There’s a chilling wound upon our soul,
a friend has sailed away.
Why the Lord would choose this path,
no one can really say.

A man of peace and gentle love,
who beat a different drum.
A man of hope and silent fears,
with many dreams to come.

A prince of joy who took great pride,
in sharing all he had.
A king of song with fragile looks,
that often made him sad.

There’s a chilling wound upon our soul,
a King has sailed away.
A man of faith and humble birth,
who lived for every day.

Michael was a silent man,
but his heart was full of love.
He walked a lone and different path,
he was gentle as a dove.

We’ll miss his songs and happy cheer,
as the days and years go by.
But his fame and gentle smile,
will never wane or die.

There’s a chilling wound upon our soul,
since Michael sailed away.
But share your love and smile a lot,
that is what he’d say.

Michael had a lasting dream,
when he sailed with Peter Pan.
That is where you’ll find him now,
in a place called… never land.