Michael Jackson, the nice man was died on this morning of June 25, 2009, while it should be an ordinary day for most of the people in the world but now, the world becomes unconscious immediately after Micheal stopped his breathing.

It should have no doubt that he's the most greatest music star across the world, though I know very less for his performances and music than for the plastic surgeries he did during the last couple of years.

But unquestionably that he still influenced me and many of the other guys of my age in certain aspects. Particularly, it’s marvelous to aware that how a man of bumble birth like him could make such magnificent achievements. While it should also be memorized that his boundless passion never failed to move the whole world and he enabled to make us believe that there always lies a miracle somewhere in the dark places near you if you can manage to cast your fears aside, ultimately you can find and get hold of the kindling which will guide you to scatter away the pain, the lonesome that surround you. 

Surely, the whole world will cry for his expiration, for as much as that, the death of this warrior rapped from us some of most highly regarded values we possesses, but with his pass away there’s noting left with us and we are not move back again into a vast vicinity of nonentity.

Micheal, you are brave, words did not bring you down, but sadly we lost you and like the red sun, you finally sink into the hills of glory. We now pray to God that he could bless you to rest forever,  in a land of peace where no rumors and slanders to you. But you are not going to be forgotten by us, quite the other way we will miss you terribly, and you will be remembered for what you did and brought to us in your short but the immortal life.