Truely, WE HAD HIM....
WE HAD HIM
Beloveds,
Now we know that we know nothing,
Now that our bright and shining star
Can slip away from our finger tips
like a puff of summer wind.
Without notice, our dear love can escape our doting embrace
Sing our songs among the stars and walk or dances across the phase of the moon
In the instant we learn that Michael is gone
We know nothing
No clocks can tell our time
And no oceans can rush our tides
With the abrupt absence of our treasure,
Though we are many,
Each of us is achingly alone,
Piercingly alone.
Only when we confess our confusion
can we remember that He was a gift to us
And we did have Him
He came to us from the creator
trailing creativity and abundance,
Despite the anguish of life
He was sheath in mother love and family love
and survived
and did not more than that
He thrived with passion and compassion
humor and style.
We had him
Whether we knew who he was
or did not know
He was ours and we were His
We had him,
beautiful , delighting our eyes,
He raked his hat
slant over his brow
and took a pose on his toes for all of us
and we laughed and stomped our feet for him
We were enchanted with his passion
because he held nothing
He gave us all he had been given
Today, in Tokyo, beneath the Eifle Tower,
in Ghanna's Black Star Square,
in Johanesberg and Pittsburg,
In Burmingham Alabama and Burmingham England
we are missing Michael Jackson
But we do know WE HAD HIM
and We are the World
I thank you, Michael Jackson, for everything... I really do.
