His face
Was just like his song
Always finding the beuty of grey
Between the black and white..
That night in Neverland
Fairy wheel
Wooden horse
Merry-go-round
Pirate ship
Came to a halt in a blink..
While the curious children
Clinging on their elders' palm
Leaving Neverland silently
Every massive toys that once lived
Is silently paying their tribute..
He has never grown
But a man he always was
He never blame
But neglected himself he always does
The stream of life will continously
Bleach his soul
Bleach the nostalgy of time
But not the memory of a once lived King..
His soul
Will resemble his legs
Forever moonwalking
On this blessed peaceful land
For he once said
Heal the world because
We value the generations to come
Not because we are asked to.
Was just like his song
Always finding the beuty of grey
Between the black and white..
That night in Neverland
Fairy wheel
Wooden horse
Merry-go-round
Pirate ship
Came to a halt in a blink..
While the curious children
Clinging on their elders' palm
Leaving Neverland silently
Every massive toys that once lived
Is silently paying their tribute..
He has never grown
But a man he always was
He never blame
But neglected himself he always does
The stream of life will continously
Bleach his soul
Bleach the nostalgy of time
But not the memory of a once lived King..
His soul
Will resemble his legs
Forever moonwalking
On this blessed peaceful land
For he once said
Heal the world because
We value the generations to come
Not because we are asked to.
by Masquedarez, July/2009
