Michael Jackson, -The Miracle To Human Personality..Dedicated To
From the vast unconscious,
Michael Jackson came up as a flash,
The symphony of a poet, musician and dancer,
With him flooded away the mundane bar.
A tornado that awakes man’s hidden pleasure,
A presence that emancipates souls beyond measure,
His kind, if is taken a comparison to Beethoven and Mozart,
It would outdo hitherto all human artists’ art.
This evokes soul’s research to all modern minded man,
If they, trough, their divinity, a catch can.
His body is God’s lyre, the gestures are His fingers,
While he is on the stage, our souls rise and linger.
Michael Jackson is God’s Miracle device,
The benediction of joy and delight in our mundane oasis.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem