Michael Jackson is dead
I’ve been listening to Michael Jackson when I was a kid. I grew up listening to man in the mirror, black or white, beat it. I still remember that the stall in Robinson’s ermita where they frequently play his music videos to attract the customers. It’s below the escalator going to the second floor cinema.
My first year highschool girlfriend loved his song “you are not alone” so did I. I even sent her a tape which got lost in the mail :(. Engk the hair in my arms are tingling when I remember this things.
Anyhow, Michael Jackson is probably one of the best singer / entertainer in the world. His shows are a blast. His songs have messages. His performance, one of its kind. His life is his life. We shouldn’t even judge it.
Some said the value of life will be known when you are dead. He lived his life as he saw it fit. We should just be grateful that he showed us his talents. We should just listen to his songs, not the stories on the way he sleeps. We should watch the way he dance, not the way he stumble and fall. We should have judge about his performances not the way he lived his life.
