on MJ

do i really know him?
no. i do not know him
for he was never my friend
and neither am i his friend.
we are different and do i really
like his music?
no. i do not like his music
or his person, even if the world
shall love him for what
he has given. Music.
can i say i love him?
no. love is a personal thing
too personal a matter.
do i need to pretend that
i adore him,
now that he is dead?
no. wherever he is
he belongs there and
i have nothing really to say
as important as his demise.

but so long, i have my journey too.
and it is not that easy.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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