The evening light raced through the sky and under the orange glow people began to gather; people from near and people from afar,
They all knew that their trip was worth the spectacle they came to witness, they knew that they had come to watch A Dancing Star.
A man who moved for the world, a man who cried for the world and a man who lived just for the world, a man who could beautifully sing,
He was known everywhere and by everyone not for his simple clothes and fickle nature but for the pleasure
that, at the sway of a leg, he could bring.
The way he told everyone to “Beat it” brought back courage to many and inspiration to some while some decided to become brave,
Being Bad was always cool, he shouted out loud but little did he know that with his Walk for millions a life through dance he would pave.
The Thriller he made each one sit through was a joyride and the zombies he had brought out showed that it was time to stop being scared and become tough,
Whenever we felt low, whenever we felt like we weren’t up for it, he told us to get up, he told us ‘Don’t stop till you get enough!’
Never did it matter if we were Black or white for that wasn’t important he said, all that was just useless talk,
What is important, he sung, was how good we are at something and how better we can be … And for the world to do this, he did the impossible, he did The Moonwalk.
We still had time, he prophesized, we still had hope to Heal the World, we still had time to correct our error,
And whenever we thought that we had lost everything and that there was nothing else left, he told us to look into the eyes of The Man in the Mirror.
Sometimes all we needed was a little Jam and sometimes all that was necessary was a Smile, sometimes we have to stop making a fuss,
Because we could be all that we wanted to be, we could all be Dangerous, but honey, he said, they don’t really care about us.
Look at what we have done, he said, crying, we had destroyed the one thing that gave us true happiness and the one thing that gave us complete joy,
Earth had looked after us with all its might, the Earth cared for us like we were its children but we had used it as a play-toy.
Remembering all the kind words, remembering that it was time to change, remembering that it was now or never,
The hundreds came together to witness a true wonder and they kept looking at their watches until they realized the wait was over.
Under the dim evening that now began to turn starry, the audience stared at the dark stage waiting impatiently for The Gloved One,
A deafening blast, a striking of bright lights hit the ramp as a man walked out dressed in a shining gold jacket and as he raised his finger into the air and got his legs ready, everyone began cheering … “Michael Jackson”.