michael jackson poems

CANCER

I OPEN MY EYES WONDERING IF I TOOK
MY LAST BREATH, MY LAST STEP
HOPING I HAVE SOMETHING LEFT
THIS DISEASE IS EATING ME, BEATING ME
REALLY DEFEATING ME
I WANNA DIE NOW
NOT EVEN TRY NOW
ALL I CAN DO IS CRY NOW
THE POWER OF DEATH, WOW
IS IT MY TIME, MY LAST RHYME?
AM I PAYING FOR MY CRIMES?
I SEE TROUBLE AHEAD I WISH I WAS BLIND
HOW DID THIS START I DON’T KNOW
WILL I LIVE ONLY GOD KNOWS

THE LIGHT


BRIGHT, SO BRIGHT IT TURNS INTO DAY FROM NIGHT. IT MUST BE HEAVEN FOR HELL IS DARK. I’M FILLED WITH BLISS AND I CAN’T REMEMBER THE THINGS THAT I MISS. THE LIGHT WASHES ME CLEAN FOR MY NEW ROLE IN LIFE. I CAN’T BELIEVE I MADE IT, & IT SEEMS TO ME THIS IS THE PLACE TO BE. BEFORE NOW NOTHING MATTERED BECAUSE I’M SURROUNDED BY JOY & LAUGHTER. I SEE BABIES BEING BORN AND I FEEL SORRY FOR THEM FOR THE HARDIEST THING IN THE WORLD IS LIVING.


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7. mj poems 7

Relations

 

Let me tell you about relationships because I think they should go like this

I care for you and you care for me and together we will be

You hang with your friends and I hang with mine

But we will always find time, together the bond we share no other love can compare

Only if we communicate will it help our fate, the most important words from me to you are “I love you”

 

Bond

 

We have a bond you and I, we both suffer from color lines and lies and so much more

But we have a bond that can never be broken: we are God’s children

 

Touch

 

The pain hurts so bad I want to cry I need your love to get by

With hatred all around me, I need the love of spirit and body, I’m reaching out to you

Because I don’t know what else to do, hoping, wishing, dreaming, for a connection

Dying, crying, trying for a touch

 

I AM POETRY

 

I AM POETRY, I AM THE WRITER AND I’M GONNA KEEP ON WRITING

THIS MY LIFE, THIS IS HOW I LIVE AND THESE POEMS ARE MY KIDS

BIRTHED IN MY BRAIN, THIS IS HOW I MAINTAIN, MORE THAN A PASSION

MORE THAN A HOBBY, IF U WANT TO BE INTIMATE WITH ME THE BEST WAY IS THROUGH POETRY BECAUSE I AM POETRY, I AM THE WRITER

AND I’M GONNA KEEP ON WRITING

 

 

 

 

 

 

WHERE I BELONG

 

I AM WHERE I NEED TO BE SO STOP TRYING TO MOVE ME, I AM WHERE I BELONG, 600 POEMS STRONG, WHO KNEW THE REIGN WOULD BE THIS LONG AND PEOPLE WOULD SING MY SONGS, ENEMY TRIED TO CONVINCE ME, THAT I WAS DONE, THIS WAS IT, POETRY I WOULD NO LONGGER SPIT,

AND I NEEDED TO QUIT, HE TRIED TO DIG A DITCH, HIT A PITCH, BUT I SWITCHED, AND HE MISSED, HE AIN’T FEELING IT, AFTER HE’S LONG GONE I’LL STILL BE WHERE I BELONG

 

I KNOW (THEREFORE I AM)

 

I KNOW WHO I AM, SO WHY IS THE WORLD TRYING TO CONVINCE THAT I’M SOMETHING I’M NOT? U CAN’T CHANGE ME, FADE ME, SO STOP TRYING TO PLAY ME, I’M HERE 4EVER, I DON’T GET WORSE BUT U CAN COUNT ON ME GETTING BETTER, I KNOW WHO I AM SO I STAKE MY CLAIM THE PRINCE OF POETRY AND U KNOW MY NAME

 

ORIGINAL

 

IN A WORLD FULL OF COPIES, THEY STILL AIN’T STOPPING ME, WHO’S THE ONE THAT MADE REMIXES FAMOUS? WHO’S THE ONE THAT WILL NEVER DIE NAMELESS? YES I DID IT SINCE I WAS A KID, ALL THE PUBLISHERS CAN NOW PUT IN THEIR BIDS, THE PEOPLE WANT ME CAUSE I’M ORIGINAL

NOT FEELING ME IS JUST TOO CRIMINAL, I WAS AT THE BEGINNING AND I’LL BE AT THE END, WILL THE COMPETITION? IT DEPENDS

 

MY OWN WAY

 

EVERYONE IS NOT THE SAME, THERE IS SOMETHING DIFFERENT IN ALL OF US AND WE NEED TO TAP INTO THAT UNIQUENESS, THE THING OR STYLE THAT NO ONE ELSE HAS, IN EVERY PERSON’S LIFE HE/SHE HAS TO SEPARATE FROM THE CROWD AND I AM NO DIFFERENT, I HAVE TO GO MY OWN WAY

 

STEROTYPE

 

U CAN’T FIT ME IN YOUR BOX, I’M A SPIRIT WONDERING FREE, NO ONE CAN FIND A PLACE 4 ME, 2 DIFFERENT, 2 UNIQUE, NO ONE CAN DEFINE MY PEAK, STEROTYPE ME? KILLING ELEPHANTS WOULD BE MORE EASY

MJ FITS IN NO CATERGORY, I’M JUST A SURVIVOR, END OF STORY

 

 

 

 

 

PROVE SOMETHING

 

WHAT DO I GOT TO PROVE? I AM THE BEST AT WHAT I DO, HOW ABOUT U? DISSING ME? IT’S JUST TOO PITFUL, JEALOUSY IN YOUR CHEST, DON’T WANT TO SAY I’M THE BEST AND I’M LIKE THE REST, MY SKILLS U DETEST

BUT REALITY CHECK, I’M DOWN 4 MY CROWN, PROVE SOMETHING TO ME IF ANYTHING, YOU’RE A CHALLENGER, I’M A PRINCE, POETRY AIN’T EASY, I JUST MAKE U THINK IT IS

 

MY WOMAN

WHO’S THERE 4 ME WHEN I NEED IT MOST? WHO’S THERE 4 ME EVERY SINGLE NIGHT? I GIVE MY ALL 4 POETRY CAUSE IT DOES THE SAME 4 ME

WHO LOVES ME ENDLESSLY AND UNCONDITIONALLY? WHO HOLDS WHEN I’M SICK? WHO PICKS ME UP WHEN I’M DOWN? MY WOMAN, MY LOVE, MY LIFE, POETRY LOVES ME MADLY, THAT’S WHY IT WILL ALWAYS HAVE ME

 

MY EDGAR ALLAN POE STYLE POEM

IN ALL OF MY GLADNESS THERE STILL REMAINS A SADNESS

JOY I THOUGHT I HAD IT, BUT I WAS WRONG

OF ALL THE THINGS THAT RUN THROUGH MY MIND, EVIL CREEPS UP FROM BEHIND AND I WONDER IS IT MY TIME OR TIME 4 A SONG?

I THINK OF THE TREES AND THE BUTTERFLIES, MIXED WITH DEATH AND HOWLING DRIES, THE PAINFUL LOOK IN THEIR EYES, THEN I IMAGINE SOMETHING NEW BEFORE LONG, EDGAR ALLAN POE DOING A DUET WITH MAYA ANGELO, WHILE IN THE BACKGROUNG LANGSTON HUGHES RECITES POEMS ABOUT THE BLUES, OH! BUT I’M PARANOID AND I CURL UP LIKE A LITTLE BOY, AND AS I’M WRITING, I’M STILL FIGHTING, STILL FIGHTING THOSE EVIL THOUGHTS RUNNING IN MY HEAD

 

I NEED YOU

 I NEED YOU, I WANT YOU, I PRAISE YOU, I WORSHIP, LORD. I   LOVE YOU, I ADORE YOU, YOU HEALED ME, THANK   YOU, LORD.    YOU   MADE ME, YOU    SAVED   ME, YOU RESTORED    ME, MAKE     ME     HOLY, LORD.      

 

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