Michael Jackson Lives!The man is Jackson; Michael Jackson is the man. They thought he
was da man, not knowing he is the man...
Jacko, the moon walker, break-kicker-the dancing break dancer is
Michael; he is the man!
Michael Jackson walking day and night. Yes, he is working night
and day. He is dancing to stay; he lives, not going anywhere!
He is working, walking, dancing, moving, moon walking, breaking in
dancing even now!
Can you beat it? Not when Jacko is the man. Can you feel it like him,
no da stage? Can you twist it, hold it? Can you smile better and
beat him? Not in his world!
Is it your voice; can it squik, twick, wink and bling bling? What else can
march the king of pop?
The Billy Jeancer; the dirty Dianaer; da earth songer; da we are the worlder
Michael Jackson is da man!
The heal the worlder...da you rock my worlder-smooth criminaler, blood on
the dance floorer?
The man; da spirit, da angel, songwriter emeritus. Jacko, the motivator,
inspirator, moderator, actor, director. Everything is he-he is everything!
He is the man; the pop, king that pops the pop. The charms, which charms
the pop is Jacko. Can you beat it?
He is the idol, giver, humanitarian, love of humanity, care giver of little ones.
Da uniter...we are the worlder, heal da worlder
Yes, the man in the mirror; the most erotic, axiomatic dancer. He is da hope
that is pop; the joy that children, all in song knows and shall live to sing,
Can you beat it; can you feel, rap, hit, touch, roll, feel, rock it? Michael
is the balm! He is here to stay!
Not the Murray's, his precursors, conspirators can stop Jacko's life, for
he is life-the music world breathe him to live, dance, sing, grow for good
Michael Jackson is the healer. Can you beat it, dance it, spin it; what
about kicking it with da right leg? I know Chris Tucker kicked it with the
wrong leg. He gave me a great laugh...I fell on the floor, says Jacko
The king of pop is dancing even now. He danced this morning. He shall
dance for brunch. This is not it, he says!
He shall dance into moon walking and break dance this afternoon. Ready
to hit da floor as the sun set-will not rest before dawn nor shall he not
dirty Diana and heal our world at dawn
Like a perfect flower blossoming even this morning...he was born to heal, born to
amuse, to inspire and to the delight. He was here yesterday, here today and forever.
Like this perfect flower Jackson, the king of pop is here to play, to stay!
by Ben Wuloo Ikari.
Posted by: Ben Wuloo Ikari.