Angel Tears

Under the stars we wait
For a taste of your voice
The surreal melody sweet as fate
Spread your wings, play your trumpet
Loudly so the world can hear it
Let us hear your heavenly grace
Sing your vision; evil it shall erase
And shed no more angel tears
For pain you have not to fear
Rest easy, Michael my dear
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~(6/25/14)
My tribute to the King of Pop, Rock, & Soul, Michael Jackson, on the fifth anniversary of his passing. Thanks for everything, Mike. :)

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