Michael Jackson

When I think of Michael Jackson
I think of my little sister Sonay.
She always sang his songs.
And danced on his music.
She was his fan.

Through her I got to know his music.
I remember her school calendar, with Michael Jackson on the cover.
Those days they were really popular.
And everybody bought the calendar with his favourite artist.
I was more a fan of Duran Duran.
As a teenager I was in love with Simon le Bon..

I wonder whether she still has her calendar.
She should be looking for it. Well, I would!

I talked to her on the phone today..
6000 miles away from each other
We were crying for a man we had never met.

He died a day before her own birthday
It hurt her, and she couldn't enjoy her party.

Today, with his memorial in LA, she was hurt even more.
It was not only about Michael Jackson

Although he made beautiful songs.
You cheered, you laughed, you cried
You felt sad, you felt in love
All of this feelings you felt MORE with his songs.

That's why she cried I thought
Because he gave so much
Too much for a person to give in one life

Yes, she cried for Michael Jackson
But she was also crying for our mother.
My mother died young.
Michael Jackson died young.

'I don't cry for him' my sister said.
'I cry for his children. They will always miss him'.

Now I know why we were crying today.

We felt again our own pain.