Friday, June 26, 2009

Rest in Peace Michael J, Farrah

The words keep circling my brain

You and I must make a pact, we must bring salvation back
Where there is love, I'll be there

I'll reach out my hand to you, I'll have faith in all you do
Just call my name and I'll be there

I'll be there to comfort you,
Build my world of dreams around you, I'm so glad that I found you
I'll be there with a love that's strong
I'll be your strength, I'll keep holding on

Let me fill your heart with joy and laughter
Togetherness, well that's all I'm after
Whenever you need me, I'll be there
I'll be there to protect you, with an unselfish love that respects you
Just call my name and I'll be there

If you should ever find someone new, I know he'd better be good to you
'Cause if he doesn't, I'll be there
Don't you know, baby, yeah yeah
I'll be there, I'll be there, just call my name, I'll be there

(Just look over your shoulders, honey - oo)

I'll be there, I'll be there, whenever you need me, I'll be there
Don't you know, baby, yeah yeah (The Jackson Five)

I'll be there, I'll be there, just call my name, I'll be there...
Love him or hate him we lost a brilliant gifted troubled soul yesterday. Michael Jackson was a musical gift to us, a genius that like most was misunderstood, warped and lost. But he gave us such amazing work above and beyond what we could ever expect.. His beautiful instrument was something that has marked and chronicled my life and somehow knowing it is lost to us forever is just too sad.

Yes his adult life has been fraught with controversy and we will always suspect and probably believe him guilty of the vilest of acts but that can never take away from the gift of his music. It was the kind of talent that transcended life.. He can be placed in the annals of music with Beethoven, Mozart, Joplin and Elvis.. Music that should and could last forever. For those of us of a certain age we grew up together... Michael voiced our fears, our joys as children he spoke of our innocence as teenagers our defiance and as adults well just our lives.. so yes rest in peace Michael J.. your gift shall be missed.

And Farrah, sweet Farrah, you reminded us that women can be beautiful, creative and Free. That they need not march to the drums that society played. In an era that created Women's Lib you flaunted your sensuality... you said hey I am as much a woman as the rest of you I just choose to live life my way. I don't think there is a single man I know, my age that didn't have that poster in hanging on their wall.. and oh that hair.. every girl i know wanted it! Thank you Farrah for being you, free spirit, loving, gracious, beautiful... your dignity in death has superseeded your grace in living. Rest in Peace Farrah you shall be missed...