They can call you a monster, a freak, until they turn cold
But we will fly your flag of love
You, truth, Michael, as gentle as a dove
Will always prevail.
One look into your eyes Michael, and we see you.
Cheap lies will only last for a moment
While the truth’s value will never decrease.
We will never cease!
What you did for other people is recorded in history
And even though it sometimes will be a mystery
The truth will be shining, waiting to be discovered.
It will demand to be known, and even though it may be denied, it cannot be disproven!
Your blood is on their hands and they can’t wash it away with money!
They can’t offer God a profit for their souls to be cleansed. He sees all.
2014 Taylor A. Jackson