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


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