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That MICHAEL JACKSON Song

A lot has been said about the late King of Pop. Tributes has been both articulated and written. I thought I ought to do so as well having been influenced at some point by his music. Who hasn’t? Having been in the music industry for quite a time, I guess every generation could somehow relate in any way as to how his music corresponded with our respective lives. From theme songs to possibly break up songs, his music will always be a part of us.




Here is a scenario that could have perhaps transpired among anyone but more than a depiction as to how his music is as rhythmic, it’s an acknowledgment:


DIRTY DIANA oops I mean Dear Diana,

Is it BAD as if I’m a SMOOTH CRIMINAL to go into a DANGEROUS situation? I JUST CAN’T STOP LOVING YOU. I guess that’s just ANOTHER PART OF ME. Is it HUMAN NATURE or its THE WAY YOU MAKE ME FEEL? You seem to be calling out “YOU ARE NOT ALONE”…

I don’t know but when it comes to you I can’t say “SHE’S OUT OF MY LIFE” and still the MAN IN THE MIRROR seems to be telling me “THE GIRL IS MINE”. I NEVER CAN SAY GOODBYE.

Often I REMEMBER THE TIME (ONE DAY IN YOUR LIFE) when I ROCK WITH YOU, the way you SHAKE YOUR BODY while whispering to me “CAN YOU FEEL IT, DON’T STOP ‘TIL YOU GET ENOUGH, MAKE TONIGHT ALL MINE and just ENJOY YOURSELF” oh I WANT YOU BACK!

When a P.Y.T. (Pretty Young Thing) came and said her name is BILLIE JEAN everything changed. She said I am the one but the kid is not my son… After a while I heard you SCREAM “BEAT IT! You CHEATER! Just LEAVE ME ALONE I WANNA BE STARTIN’ SOMETHIN’ you’ve GOT TO BE THERE for your son.” I said GIRL DON’T TAKE YOUR LOVE FROM ME, DON’T WALK AWAY. But I knew, IT’S TOO LATE TO CHANGE THE TIME.

Our beautiful music together seemed to have JAMmed. Since then, my life’s a THRILLER. So adventurous that I CAN’T GET OUTTA THE RAIN… I’ve been a STRANGER IN MOSCOW partying all night to forget… yet there’s always BLOOD ON THE DANCE FLOOR, however, all I see is BLACK OR WHITE. I’m SOMEONE IN THE DARK; I’m IN THE CLOSET so to speak. Some have tried opening it. WHO IS IT? MARIA, MELODIE and even the LIBERIAN GIRL; I don’t give a damn, after all, it’s not you. AIN’T NO SUNSHINE… Besides, THEY DON’T CARE ABOUT US…

All I want is “us”. I miss THE WAY YOU LOVE ME. YOU ROCK MY WORLD you know that… When I get to open up to a brighter day I hope I don’t even have to ask “WILL YOU BE THERE?” SAY SAY SAY, MAYBE TOMORROW at the BREAK OF DAWN? More than BUTTERFLIES in my stomach my world is crushed, kindly HEAL THE WORLD; it will be THE LOVE YOU SAVE.

Please give me ONE MORE CHANCE; TAKE ME BACK. WHATEVER HAPPENS, WITH A CHILD’S HEART, THIS TIME AROUND no MONKEY BUSINESS, no DOGGIN’ AROUND either; I’m WORKIN’ DAY AND NIGHT to once again be HAPPY.

Hopefully someday I’LL COME HOME TO YOU… I WANNA BE WHERE YOU ARE. Until then, I will KEEP THE FAITH.

Still FOOL FOR YOU,


BEN
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