Ode to Sweet MichaelWhere are you going, little boy?To get some needed rest.Been playing hard for fifty years.I really did my best.Though I was somewhat “Off The Wall”,I gave it all I had.At times I was a “Thriller’,I was good, when I was “Bad”.To keep alive my inner child,I built a magic place.Though I was judged, I judged not,I walked in outer space.With innocence and child-like dreams,I tried to show the way.I taught them how to dance and sing,I taught them how to play.You’ve done quite well, sweet little boy; and have you now a wish?My wish is very simple,I’m asking only this: Give love a try; give peace a chance,And above everything,Please, let the children play and dance,Please, let the children sing. Helene A. Masiko-Crews July 12, 2009
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Ode to Sweet Michael
ReplyDeleteWhere are you going, little boy?
To get some needed rest.
Been playing hard for fifty years.
I really did my best.
Though I was somewhat “Off The Wall”,
I gave it all I had.
At times I was a “Thriller’,
I was good, when I was “Bad”.
To keep alive my inner child,
I built a magic place.
Though I was judged, I judged not,
I walked in outer space.
With innocence and child-like dreams,
I tried to show the way.
I taught them how to dance and sing,
I taught them how to play.
You’ve done quite well, sweet little boy; and have you now a wish?
My wish is very simple,
I’m asking only this:
Give love a try; give peace a chance,
And above everything,
Please, let the children play and dance,
Please, let the children sing.
Helene A. Masiko-Crews
July 12, 2009