The Death Of My Sweet Sun

The Western sun sets in the death and

made this earth to dwell in dark

His smiling face emits a light

in all dark gloomy weeping hearts

His dance and voice are everywhere as air and

entertain God in His distress hours

He may be born in western sphere

he mingled with us as musical air

He may take our lovely star

to adorn His holy world

May His soul rest in peace and

this tribute may reach his feet

See his face in all dancers and

hear his voice in all music notes

Sun Never dies or sets forever and

it will rise again definitely in east

Created and dedicated to THE GREAT POP SINGER MICHEAL JACKSON for his death as condolence tribute

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a touching beautiful attribute to his soul..was watching his daughter speach along with others, a sad things that we know the good thing of the people after there death...