It’s is sad as well uncertain how and what did the king of soul, the king of rock Michael Joseph Jackson died from, Although it never fails when someone dies especially if they are in entertainment any and all dirt one think they know or have appears from hidden corners or they unsteadily re-surfs except for certain entertainers who they choose by choice to remain flawless in the pubic eye, I have to agree some what with that saying” No one truly knows the full details concerning what action went on behind close doors, I feel and personal believe as a divorce mother of nine theta children may be deeply hurt by the way his or hers parent or parents may punish them and may even misunderstand the consequence he or she had or have to face, and that most parents become better parents as time passes on for as time passes that learn other methods that may be more suitable for fair punishment of a child no parent on this earth is born with any kind of award concerning parenthood, I just feel so bad that Mitchell and his father wasn’t able to fully come to better turns as father and son, I can gather from reading the bogs here and there we all have our personal feelings about Michael negative or positive but one thing I can ensure you concerning Michael no matter what he may have appeared to be to others ,he as you, me and the rest of the world was a human being, just as us born in this world by a specific sex that God created. I know he loved his mother more than anything know his childhood was never full or closed, I know he love his siblings and his father in certain special way for we all fall out with family members but still love them I recall God saying” Love One Another“, I never recall him saying we had to like one another, Michael cradle his children with the fullness of his worthiness I action believe as he tenderize their little hearts with love he found a secret way to love himself for the reflection in the mirror which was his was finally being love by a rare love which is genie and innocents.

I WILL ALWAYS HOLD YOU
Sitting here in my chair thinking about the times I held you
when you thought no—— one cared
holding onto the memories of what you kindly shared
thinking about how I must –I must go on— without you
as you climb –the stairs—-where life is fair
where the love you have being — being searching — for waits with inseparable and ever lasting love
so for now I will– continue to hold you close and near
where my love for you is tenderize with care–

In memory of Michael Joseph Jackson
Written by ArtistofDreams

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/health/8129444.stm

About 10% of patients attending hospital in this country suffer ‘harm’ we should not wonder if a couple of those turn out to be entertainers