Letter of Appeal

Great men have left this shore before- unnoticed

Or perhaps with footprints fed as food to eternal waves

But a fortnight ago or so,

A man left this same shore,

With footprints that are now repellent to tidal waves;

He’s probably on his way now

To your magnificent throne

Dear lord,

He was said to have done many things,

He came into the world as Black

But left as White

Lord,

In your infinite grace

Be kind in his case,

He had friends,

He had foes,

But he touched both

He fed us the truth,

Even though we chewed on it,

We still swallowed it whole

He told us to ‘heal the world’

And we all agreed we would

But this man, left us all before we could

For how bad we treated our home,

He wept bitterly for this wrong

And sang us a piece called ‘Earth Song’

Dear lord,

After your only begotten son came,

This man ranked second in the hall of fame

Lord,

By now, you should know who I’m talking ‘bout,’

But if you still don’t,

Men simply called him:

‘The King of Pop’

These words

Are the teardrops

Of the last man to cry