Forty or so years ago we see the future before our eyes, man walks on the moon and Concorde flies faster than the speed of the bullet – then what? I explain to my kids, the future happened before they were born?

A short poem about Michael Jackson’s life.

Poetry in Memory of Michael Jackson. The Loss of an icon.

This was written on July 20, 1969 as Neil Armstrong went walking on the moon. I was on board a diesel submarine in Pearl Harbor, HI, and as the crew went wild watching it on TV, I went up to the bridge by myself and wrote this.