hey there.
feeling a little down now.
woke up in the morning and the first news i heard was that Michael Jackson is dead.
and i think many don't know about this but i was a fan of MJ.
i watched his videos often and even learnt his dance routines and mimicked his moves.
his death was a great loss to the world.
though many perceive him as a paedophile and a freak,
i thought he was a gift from God;
someone sent by God to heal the world.
it is true that Michael was a little too eccentric and sometimes freaky.
but everybody has their own demons.
it was not about how tainted his soul was,
but how his soul saved others.
his songs were ever so inspirational,
and they bear messages, reminders,
and sometimes the cold, harsh reality that we need to accept.
it us up to us to embrace them and do something about it.
we should heal the world.
and as we danced and sang along to his song,
we would also be inspired and enlightened.
To me he was a great man,
he battled the demons within him and tried to bring light to the world.
He was someone who managed to unite the world,
Something no religion or policy could do.
He reminded us that we should love and cherish those around us.
He, was my hero.
And my inspiration.
This post is a tribute to one of the greatest beings of all time,
The King of Pop,
Micheal Jackson.

Rest in peace, and
May your legacy live on.