Remebering Michael Jackson

Now that Michael Jackson is no more, I guess many people will be trying to come to terms with this news. Whether we like it or not, MJ would have made an impact on most of us. He was the King of Pop. His music moved both young and old. I decided to listen to some of his earlier songs and especially those when he was a child, singing with his family – ‘The Jackson 5’ and felt tightness in my chest. Even though I was not an ardent fan, I can’t help myself from being drawn to music. Music is universal. I find it amazing that his music is still so fresh and inspiring. Most of his songs are unique and special.

Michael Jackson’s sudden death somewhat overshadowed the death of Actress Farrah Fawcett. Not that she was a lesser person but rather because MJ was so mammoth, that we can’t help but get fascinated with him. Somehow people were obsessed with him while he was alive and remain affected by his death.

It is slowly sinking in to me that we have lost a great talent. Michael Jackson’s death brought back memories of Princess Diana’s passing away. I was not able to do anything else other than sit in front of the television the whole day trying to get to terms with her death and trying desperately to hold on to the images of someone I had admired so much. I am sure many would be completely shaken and devastated by this heartbreaking news.

Even though we may not know these people personally, our hearts rush out to them and their families. This reminds me of the human family that Maya Angelou speaks about in her poem. We are ultimately bonded to each other, whether we like it or not and when someone else feels the pain and loss, it feels like our very own loss and pain.

I pray that he gets the rest and peace that he was desperately looking for in his life. He has given so much of himself to his music and promoted unity beyond the differences we see, in his songs. His legacy will live on.

May God give him the peace that he did not find while he was alive!

RIP Michael Jackson. We will miss you!


Black and White

black vs white

This poem was nominated by UN as the best poem of 2006
written by an African Kid

When I born, I black

When I grow up, I black

When I go in Sun, I black

When I scared, I black

When I sick, I black

And when I die, I still black

And you white fellow

When you born, you pink

When you grow up, you white

When you go in sun, you red

When you cold, you blue

When you scared, you yellow

When you sick, you green

And when you die, you gray

And you calling me coloured?