I could hardly believe my ears when I heard it on the radio. It was 25th June 2009, a Friday - exactly a month after my birthday. I was in the car on the way to school when the radio played Billie Jean. Little did I know what was behind the song. When the song ended, the DJ said, "Those who have just joined us, Michael Jackson, the King of Pop has died this morning when he suffered cardiac arrest."
The news was so shocking that even my dad took a while to accept it. I, on the other hand, felt tears in my eyes but they won't flow out. Just a few months ago, I talked about MJ on my blog and how I wish I could meet him and go to his concert. Now that he's gone - the world has lost part of its soul with him. Eventually I cried at night when I was about to sleep as I pray to Allah that he bless MJ's soul. Though there were rumours and scandals about him when he was alive, I believe he was a good man in the heart and nobody is perfect.
Here's a little note for you MJ. I hope you can see it down from heaven.
Here's a toast to the man who brought the sun into our lives,
may it be his moonwalk or zombies that gave us souls.
You never knew the meaning of quit,
it never existed in your world;
though you were called weird at times, but you were the King of all mankind.
Exposing us to things we thought never know,
to pop and generosity, to love and the journey of life.
No matter what the opposing say to bring you down,
deep down you ought to know many still love you.
We thank God for giving us the most precious gift
the world has ever known;
and we pray to God that you will be store in heaven,
like how you made heaven for us.
We will truly miss you, Michael, with all our hearts and souls.
You will never be forgotten but become a true legend that lives in years to come.
Rest in peace, our King.
And thank you for giving us the music that we only know.