Beloveds, now we know that we know nothing - by Maya Angelou

    (Original title: 'We had him')
    Beloveds, now we know that we know nothing
    Now that our bright and shining star can slip away from our fingertips like a puff of summer wind
    Without notice, our dear love can escape our doting embrace
    Sing our songs among the stars and and walk our dances across the face of the moon
    In the instant we learn that Michael is gone we know nothing
    No clocks can tell our time and no oceans can rush our tides
    With the abrupt absence of our treasure
    Though we our many, each of us is achingly alone
    Piercingly alone
    Only when we confess our confusion can we remember that he was a gift to us and we did have him
    He came to us from the Creator, trailing creativity in abundance
    Despite the anguish of life he was sheathed in mother love and family love and survived and did not more than that
    He thrived with passion and compassion, humor and style
    We had him
    Whether we knew who he was or did not know, he was our's and we were his
    We had him
    Beautiful, delighting our eyes
    He raked his hat slant over his brow and took a pose on his toes for all of us and we laughed and stomped our feet for him
    We were enchanted with his passion because he held nothing
    He gave us all he had been given
    Today in Tokyo, beneath the Eiffel Tower, in Ghana's Blackstar Square, in Johannesburg, in Pittsburgh, in Birmingham, Alabama and Birmingham England, we are missing Michael Jackson
    But we do know that we had him
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