3 MJ Poems by Keshia

A Virtuous Man

Your music is the fruit to our lips

So sweet like golden honey on our fingertips

Your glittered suitcase is already filled with treasures

That you've carried on such sacred measures

Your songs has its meanings in such incredible words

That can be a feast for the little birds

 

For years you have struggled to reclaim your own Integrity

And you’ve been a desirable person to give Charity

Now that you’re in glory being crowned in Royalty

We’ll always remember the time you’ve shared your Loyalty

 

The tree is only known by as the fruit

Your luscious lips are only used to speak the truth

You’ve already withheld your torch with Respect

And you’ll always be the best of the Best

 

With your legacy, we truly honor you Highness

For all your love, joy, and rarest kindness

Your HIStory has been based on your Dignity

And everything that was said is all because of your Honesty

 

You’re bold to say you're not a Jacko because you are Jackson

The human being that is so filled with compassion

You’ll no more be a victim of hate

And you’ve kept great faith

 

Michael, you were the best man in the land

And I'll always remember with the glove on my hand

I'll always be your #1 fan

For you are a Virtuous man.

       

A Remembrance of the Black Ribbon

Ever since Our Michael, our beloved icon, the black pants softened
With the way he grooves from the top to the bottom.
Its legs were perfectly made into a ribbon with leather shoes

And it’s symbol of Michael, as the one God choose.

Being a Moonwalker,
As he discovered his childhood,
Michael made a second promise,
That withholds real good:

"Never again will the pants be worn
To be fitted tighter enough to be tied but never torn
Smooth, soft, silky with all its glory
As a symbol to remember the legacy of Victory.

The pants will have softest touch
Being wrapped
And it’s wearable as a ribbon of remembrance,
Of a pop star.

All who see it,
Will think of me,
A symbol to heal the world,
As I have the cure for many.

Loved and remembered
This ribbon will be
An awareness to all,
Of my legacy."

 

Agent M

Agent M, my Angel, my inspiration
Fluttering wings of love with aspiration
Agent M, you were loved
Glittering down, diamonds from your glove
Ascending down to earth from above
That has soft touches like a dove
Sensitive thinker of the Tabloids being ignorant fools
Too sensitive enough to break the rules

 

Now I know that you were misunderstood
Founder of youth from you childhood

How sweet and precious you are

Whom you were born to be a shining star
Voice of music, heartfelt kiss of desire
Sweetness of dreams, jeweled as a sapphire

I carry forth your name for Victory
As I remembered the time of HIStory
Testimonial reasons begin to emerge
Thirsting for Earth’s rain and being purged

 

Your magical light, your smooth dance

Were the main ingredients needed by chance
I’ve acknowledged the figure as the Man In Black
Over how strong and rarest wonder to be exact
Your majestic memory is gracious as Princess Diana
And hypnotic impact to discover peace with Princess Tiana

Agent M, you were loved
Glittering down, diamonds from your glove
Ascending down to earth from above
That has soft touches like a dove
Sensitive thinker of the Tabloids being ignorant fools
Too sensitive enough to break the rules

 

Now I know that you were misunderstood
Founder of youth from you childhood

How sweet and precious you are

Whom you’ll always be my guiding star
Voice of music, heartfelt kiss of desire
Sweetness of dreams, jeweled as a sapphire

Agent M, sweet like honeydew
Where ever I go, I’ll always love you.

 

-Keshia