Day belonged to Michael Jackson

Well, the other reason for celebration of the day is of course Michael Jackson. After recording James Curtis show for all these days since two months now, watching all the re-enactments of the courtroom scenes, I was waiting for this day to hear of the decision. Amrita had asked me how would it feel when after all these days of suspense, the verdict is passed. Well, June 13 arrived. Came good. Real good.

In the classic case between Thomas Mesereau Jr. and Santa Barbara County District Attorney Tom Sneddon, the former won. After 72 days of suspense, it was agreed upon a by the jury that Michael Jackson was not guilty on any of the ten counts brought up against him.

The singer I grew up with in India: immersed in a dream of the impossible, the ecological diversity and the nullification of color lines, the challenges of the dance conventions and the benefits of doubt for the ‘bad’ outlaw. Jackson, one of the heroes who always adorned my room walls not only because of how he was as a performer, but also because who he was as a human being, today was finally declared innocent.

As he rightly says, “Children had not betrayed me. Adults have let me down.” I guess the media obsession with the Jackson trials going on since a decade now will finally end, and as Liz Taylor said, the “people will leave him alone now.”

Jackson is not just a performer. He has served as a ray of hope for a changing world since decades now. Defying the American hegemonies, transcending the borderlines of continents, gender, and race, MJ stood for issues bigger than the immediate. The most successful African-American entertainer of all times, he courted political lines because he could not have afforded to do otherwise.

We made enough mockery of this man. Now lets celebrate him and the words he lives by. Of late, haven’t we had enough of the romantic longing blues and hitting baby toxications? More than mouthful of apple butts and hip-hop imageries? “Man in the Mirror” and “The Earth Song” will forever remain in our minds to remind of MJ legacy. But here is one lesser known song he wrote to celebrate the Planet Earth. For better hopes sake:

Planet Earth, my home, my place
A capricious anomaly, in the sea of space
Planet Earth, are you just
Floating by, a cloud of dust
A minor globe, about to bust
A piece of metal, bound to rust
A speck of matter, in a mindless void
A lonely spaceship, a large asteroid
Cold as a rock, without a hue
Held together, with a bit of glue
Something tells me, this isn’t true
You are my sweetheart, soft and blue
Do you care, have you a part
In the deepest emotions, of my own heart
Tender with breezes, caressing and whole
Alive with music, haunting my soul.

In my veins, I’ve felt the mystery
Of corridors of time, books of history
Life songs of ages, throbbing in my blood
Have danced the rhythm, of the tide and flood
Your misty clouds, your electric storm
Were turbulent tempests, in my own form
I’ve licked the salt, the bitter, the sweet
Of every encounter, of passion, of heat
Your riotous color, your fragrance, your taste
Have thrilled my senses, beyond all haste
In your beauty, I’ve known the how
Of timeless bliss, this moment of now

Planet Earth, are you just
Floating by, a cloud of dust
A minor globe, about to bust
A piece of metal bound to rust
A speck of matter in a mindless void
A lonely spaceship, a large asteroid
Cold as a rock without a hue
Held together with a bit of glue
Something tells me this isn’t true
You are my sweetheart gentle and blue
Do you care, have you a part
In the deepest emotions of my own heart
Tender with breezes caressing and whole
Alive with music, haunting my soul.
Planet Earth, gentle and blue
With all my heart, I love you

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Author: Saswat Pattanayak

Journalist, Generalist, Atheist, Poet, Lover, Photographer, Communist, Third wave Feminist, LGBT ally, Black power comrade, Peacenik, Anti-capitalist, Critical media theorist, Radical film critic, Academic non-elite…

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