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[emulik]

Emulik you are  so lovely,..... my dream went so far i even see that day before my eyes...we all just talking dancing and having fun with eachother, with Michael just being one of us, To have a great party together as one!
For we are all brothers and sisters! in this great Family. :bearhug:

Your right about the poem's it's peak in to the soul of a writer. :-* thank you for putting this so well, for me most of the time it's difficult to write what i feel.and to put on paper what i mean,

:-*

Shy, you are more lovely  :bearhug: wow, that would be something to meet one day together...you know that our dreams and thoughts right from the heart are creating our future? so lets continue dreaming.. :icon_e_smile: :icon_bounce:

[sweetsunsetwithMJ]

Aww, Ufff, Fro..., Mich..., Front, Michael oorrr whatever, sorry I am so nervous everytime you post that I lose control, I can't help myself, I can't stop jumping and shouting (poor my neighbors).
Front beautiful poem for a rainy monday, you are making my days from I knew you are alive.

Front Quote:
***I remember those days
of anguish and pain
drowning my spirit
like a monsoon rain
my cries washed away
no voice escaped
no one heard
no one admitted their mistake
but He was there
He witnessed it all
He was my believer
and He answered my call***

My dear I can feel your pain, all wrongs are gonna be righted as you said I BELIEVE it

Love Always   :bearhug: :bearhug: :bearhug: :bearhug: :bearhug: :bearhug: :bearhug:

[ShyBleuEyes]

Emulik you are  so lovely,..... my dream went so far i even see that day before my eyes...we all just talking dancing and having fun with eachother, with Michael just being one of us, To have a great party together as one!
For we are all brothers and sisters! in this great Family. :bearhug:

Your right about the poem's it's peak in to the soul of a writer. :-* thank you for putting this so well, for me most of the time it's difficult to write what i feel.and to put on paper what i mean,

:-*

Shy, you are more lovely  :bearhug: wow, that would be something to meet one day together...you know that our dreams and thoughts right from the heart are creating future? so lets continue dreaming.. :icon_e_smile: :icon_bounce:

:bearhug:

[GINAFELICIA]

Hm...
Am I the only one who feels that Front sounds strangely soft and vulnerable here and a little weary, drained and exhausted?

Mary I think Front sounds caring ... I think he truly cares about us.
In no way I think he sounds drained and exhausted.
I just love it when he decides to open his heart like that.

[sweetsunsetwithMJ]

Little Doo Doo my love is not a hoax, I sent you 777 kisses, Smile...   :smiley_abuv:   :penguin:  :moonwalk_:  :bearhug:

[sandythyme]

Thank you Front.  I often wondered then and now how Michael must have felt going through these terrible times.   I can't even come close to the pain and saddness.  I knew then, as I know for sure now, God gave him the strength to carry on one day at a time.  I know this now because of my belief in God, Michael made me understand the true meaning of God and the importance of God in my everyday life.  Sad that it took Michael's pain for me to see this.  Your poem takes my breath away and has put tears in my eyes because I know that Michael's strong belief in God saved him.  God was  there for him to guide him then and now.  God knows the truth and never left his side. Because of this, Michael has found his way.  Thank you for this gift, Lots of Love and :bearhug: 

[For All Time]

God came to me in another form
He said "it's not black or white or the norm"
He looked at me and took my hand
He said "come with me to the Promised Land"
I saw the children fly out of the Heavens
wings spread wide like a vast blue tide
He rose above me
leaving me to stand
on my own two feet
but I'm just a man
my legs grow weak
my soul grows weary
but visions are then revealed through the haze
with His love I see clearly
I remember those days
of anguish and pain
drowning my spirit
like a monsoon rain
my cries washed away
no voice escaped
no one heard
no one admitted their mistake
but He was there
He witnessed it all
He was my believer
and He answered my call

P.S. My dear friends,
just as you believe in Michael, he too believes in you
take these words to heart
for they are sincere and true.

beLIEve that!
heart 2 heart.......
Promise.

Something for you Front :)  :bearhug:

There's a mountain before you
One you feel you can never climb
The distance is frightening,
but I know you can make it to the other side
If only you try

I've seen the strength
that you carry inside
I've seen the will, the passion
the fight in your eyes
I've witnessed your ambition
I know you can do it one more time

You can do anything
You can be anyone
You can be happy, too
But first you must believe
in the power of you

You're powerful,
valuable, beautiful and brave
And I know that you know
you can make it through tomorrow
if you can get through today;
I will be there for you
every step of the way

[2good2btrue]

I remember those daysof anguish and pain

Remember the Memorial backdrop of "Will you be there"

And then the first clue we had was the word "PAINS"....knowing well that MJ never sung the word Pains...instead the original lyrics were my anguish and my pain...

This part seems really relevant ...maybe a clue or hint..???  Cheers..

[Sarahli]

What a touching poem Front. Writing heartfelt poems is a wonderful gift and sharing them is a courageous thing to do because it's an intimate part of our heart that we "expose", share with others. Therefore I am very honored and happy that you consider us your friends and that you share your deep emotions with us. I hope that you see the sincerity in our words too and that you know that we care for you.

The essence this poem reverberates to me and how I personally "feel" it, is Michael's unbreakable, unshakable, unwavering Faith in God. Despite the burdens and pain Michael remained steadfast and faithful to God and God was there for him. It's one of the most beautiful thing, extremely awe-inspiring to me. So, yes God is with you Michael and I believe that it's tIME for VICTORY.

"but visions are then revealed through the haze" ... not sure if I am correct but this made think of the figurative keys and this is something else that I understand from the poem -- that God showed something to Michael.

Thank you to have brought back the sunny weather.  :icon_e_wink: Brighter and more colorful days are coming, heart-to-heart God bless you.

[MaryK]

@Front:

I remember ,,the courage to be intimate".....so I´d like to thank you for your empathy and your courage.

Never forget:

God´s most teachable, faithful and gifted ,,pupils" will be challenged with the most difficult tasks in life.
You already passed the exam. Don´t worry about detention.  :icon_e_wink:

Always remember: Romans 8:31-39

And I remember ,,In the space where fear used to live, love is allowed to grow" and "What do you see? Not you and I, but only We."

I know that words are all that we all have right now.

But true love always shines through. Heart to heart.

Blessings and light on your way dear.

Love always.

[GINAFELICIA]

"but visions are then revealed through the haze" ... not sure if I am correct but this made think of the figurative keys and this is something else that I understand from the poem -- that God showed something to Michael. 

it is possible

[~Souza~]

[AnaMarcia]

Not sure anyone could in any capacity could refer to the actions that led up to the trial a "mistake".

yeah i don't get the feeling it is about that.

me either.

What "trial" are you referring to - the one in 2005 or the CM trial?

When I first read that poem it took me back to the events surrounding the trial in 2005. The pain, the sense of loneliness and heartache. I'm sure he spent many nights alone crying out to God. Certainly Sneddon would never admit to being wrong but the media could have made an attempt to right some of their wrongs but they never did. Then there is the accusers themselves. They all continued to slander Michael's good name.

I believe that the line "He answered my call" was a reference to God intervening and making sure the jury saw the truth amidst the lies of the prosecution. Remember, innocent people go to jail every day and Sneddon tried his hardest to send Michael there too. But God intervened.

Front - thank you for the poem and words of encouragement. I am sensing a different vibe from you as of late. Maybe it's just me.

Blessings to you all.

I agree!
This confirms that much of this hoax is related to accusations and slander against Michael since 1993. Front has made it clear in other post.

I only care about the fact that nothing effective is being done to combat this evil! Where is Tom Sneddon and the witnesses who swore false?

Michael can not go back until this is resolved, right?

[diggyon]

Great poem indeed. I believe there are some kind of people who prefer to keep their emotions to themselves, whether happy emotions or sad emotions. There are another kind of people who share every single detail of their lives with everyone they know. And there are some people who share some emotions with certain people, not with everyone, only those whom they trust. I guess we are the ones Michael is sharing these emotions with. Well, since I am a Believer and this poem is addressed to us believers, I must say : i am honored. If someone is having some trouble some how, a story to tell, the first ones he would turn to are the people he kind of trust! So thank you Michael for sharing those feelings with us. I know how it is to be lonely and not to have anyone to talk to or to share anything with, but here we are, believers from all over the world, a bunch of people who really care, so thank you for your poem, thank you for sharing it with us. It's an honor for anyone to share the deepest emotions of someone else.   

[bec]

My personal interpretation of Front's poem is different from others that have been expressed so far, because I read it from MY perspective, as if I was 'speaking', not Front. I hope that doesn't make me sound self-centred or selfish - it's just the way it grabbed me emotionally.

I think that's the clever thing about poetry (and all the arts in fact): although it's good to understand the creator's original meaning, the reaction and response of the 'audience' is equally as interesting and valid.

And I love the P.S!

I agree.

In my opinion, the Ps. was written in 1st person, the rest in 3rd, if you know what I mean in my clumsy way of explaining.