Michael Jackson
Born with talent, amazed so many
He sang beside his brothers.
The Jackson five, the newest craze
they sounded like no other.
But behind closed doors a darkness loomed
In the shape of his dad
Who worked him hard and beat him harder
stole the youth he should have had.
When Mike grew up and chose to leave
He knew the life he would receive.
A world of cameras, press and paps
while money fell upon the laps
of those who worked him just the same
and took advantage of his name.
Hit after hit, a radio killer
A singer in life and a zombie in thriller.
And just when we thought all had been seen
He hits that beat with Billie Jean.
A world of people knocked off the their socks
When he performed that first moonwalk.
Until he gets enough he won’t stop
Long live the king of pop.
-KK