Michael Jackson/Boy, Man or Monster

Michael Jackson

Boy, Man or Monster

I grow up only a few years younger than Michael,
and remember him as a bouncy young boy, that could sing like an angel.

He blew grown people away with his dancing and sound.

As time went on so did Michael.
Kind of fading away so to speak.

Maybe it was because I ended up growing in to harder rock
Like Kiss and Areosmith, Led zeppelin, black Sabbath
And many more.

Michael just came to me as the little colored kid
Who was just a good little singer.

Well time went by as I grew so did the times and Michael started to come back a little, You hear different things about him here and there but I never took much notice to it.

I guess for the most part I had my own life to live and anything Michael did, didn’t affect me one way or the other.

I Saw him on TV a few time's an thought how sickly the man looked to me , And that he had been in and out of the hospital a bunch of times.

Still he never seem to look any better always pail and skinny, like there was something wrong with him.

I often thought he was trying to be something HE could not be, I’ve seen many of his videos
Some as a lover others as a gangster and one as a monster, and for the most part there all pretty cool.

Some say they where the best videos ever made.

And then there’s the money Michael probably made more money than one man has ever made in a life time in music .

And they say he did many great things with it such as
Neverland

I’m just not sure what he was thinking when he brought young boys to stay the night in his home and in to his privet bed room at his age.


He must have know that even if he never laid one hand on those boys, that someone some where would have gave him a hard time.

Just the fact that they stayed there was more than enough for it to look bad.

Michael oh Michael was you really that sick was you that lonely did you really need to go so far

What was you thinking.?

Only the lord will know for sure.

Michael

The little boy who was an angel and went
To a man who lost his soul to the monsters

When god receives you

I prey he makes the angel of you

into the little boy you once

was.




Wellwood