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Life Under a Microscope

Poetry By: Faith Writer
Poetry


Tags: Death, Angel


When the whole world is watching your every move, and critizing everything you say and do, and wondering why you so different from the rest of us, but in reality your unique, and you look at the world diffrently then the rest of us. When you see people that are hurt, you help them on their feet, when people want to give you hugs you open your arms wide and freely. I know this poem is two years late, but I had to find the right words for it. I was never a fan of Michael Jackson, even during his 2005 trial when he was found not guilty I was thinking to myself "how can anyone let a man like this go free." But it wasn't until his death that I found what a great person he was, and I learned to never listen to the media on what they report about him, because regardless of anything that was said about him, he was a great man.


Submitted:Nov 27, 2011    Reads: 11    Comments: 4    Likes: 3   


You wanted to live a normal life

But others thought it was strange

Why is that?

Life under a microscope.

What you wanted to do in your life

Others wanted control of your actions

Why?

Life under a microscope.

You wanted a family to raise

Others thought it was strange and didn't believe the children could be yours, but for whatever reason, they called you daddy, and you raised them.

Why?

Life under a microcospe.

When you were alive, you were made fun of and ridiculed, made a villian and a monster

Now that you are gone, you are a genius, warm hearted and down to earth

Why?

Life under a microscope.





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