
Michael Jackson dies at 50.
Married to the daughter of The King,
He sure could sing.
An icon, a star.
And a little bizarre.
It didn't matter if he was black or white.
The world he did excite.
His fame wasn't a fad.
Tainted by being a little mad?
A musical magnate.
An unfortunate fate.
Judged by the press.
Brought on by his success?
Or a troubled childhood?
Was he just misunderstood?
Wacko Jacko?
A certified sicko?
Now that he's dead,
It's only the good that's said.
Headline after headline.
As if he was divine.
His face covers the newstand.
Remembered for the glove on his hand.
From ridiculed zero.
To glorified hero.
What was he?
An abuser of his celebrity?
A victory in the court room.
But doubts still loom.
A smooth criminal.
For the kids it might have been subliminal.
Peter Pan or Captain Hook?
Neverland or a frightening children's book?
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YES!!!
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