a child star—a cosmic gift
left ensnared by celebrity’s kiss
a prophetic scream
a scream of hope and rage
dancing in ecstasy on the stage
brother michael gone far too soon
our world misses his passion, his genius, his croon
tortured by bigotry—scarred so deep
his life inspires while his body sleeps
a soul immortal—blessed with divine energy
the king of pop so infused with creativity
we live, we love, we strive, we die
MJ’s genius will forever be alive
remember his scream—prophetic, primal, and fierce
remember michael the rebel, the brother, the seer
–BYPO PHOENIX c)2017
