You started out with a Glorious talent
all packaged into a body of 4 feet tall,
you'd perform and exercise this talent
even though you were small.
There was no time to Run
with the sun, scrape your
knees and buy ice-cream.
That stuff would come later
you had people's needs to please.
Fashion and taste changed
as though it was planned,
meanwhile this
shinning little boy -
Became a man.
With all the success
and fame, his childhood
wasn't the same.
He built his own Never-land
and filled it with laughter
and Games. Then had
people call him much
worse then strange.
Slowly his talent
became a curse
he was trained to
dance at the beat of
peoples feet.
He was gone unexpectedly
and left only records behind
of a voice so powerful,
from the man who was still
a child inside.
