He was an innocent
A genius true
More of an outstanding person
Than any of his fans knew

In the end, though, he was betrayed
By those he gave of his life to save

Son of abuse
He made no excuse
He simply stated
Facts about the man he hated
His Father

Pedophile?
Or just a child
Left alone to wander
In fields of thunder
As controversy, like lightning
Made his world
Oh, so frightening

In the end, his wealth
Destroyed his health
As those who 'loved' him
Put their love of money far above him

His heart cried out in pain
But what, in the end, was his gain
A life on the run
So far away from the fun and sun
Of Neverland

Bahrain embraced him,
It was there the vultures traced him
And sank their fangs deep
Into the flesh of that tenderest of sheep

Public opinion opined
Oh, lord, the child
Has lost his mind

Now he has gone
To his eternal rest
Now is when God will
Put his survivors to the test

Who forsake this child of mine
Who among you couldn't take the time
To love him as much
As you loved the feel of his Midas touch

The fingers are pointing
North, south, east and west

Now, those close to him
Are looking for someone to blame
They are flailing out in hatred
When it should be Out of shame

Who ignored the signs of poor health
Who couldn't take the time
To be bereft
Witnessing a man dying
Not even crying, or trying
And who thus, by default
Left their caregiver
To heal himself

The blame lies
No matter how close or distant your ties
On THE MAN IN THE MIRROR

Imagine, if you can,
How alone he must have felt
To be so reviled
He was, after all, just a child
At heart

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This is my second and final attempt to pay homage to a truly beautiful human being. Spivey