Dedicated to Michael’s Three Children

Lord, take a message to Michael
He was your special Angel,
Lord, my heart is in grief
I am in a state of unbelief!

Singing black and white on the Towers
O Michael! My eyes are raining showers,
Echoes of you singing in my head
Michael, you can’t be dead

You gave so much to humanity
Yet, others saw you with obscurity,
Michael, I am sorry for the strife
That imputed on your life

You are my blessing indeed
Though my heart continues to bleed,
Adieu, my beloved brother
I will see you when I cross the Jordan River

Man’s madness caused God’s heart to feel alone
And that is why he called you home,
So, continue to sing and dance unto the Lord
For you are in the presence of God!

© Sheriff Ali July 3, 2009

Author’s Comments

“The Lord’s people shall also enjoy light in the hour of death. Unbelief laments; the shadows fall, the night is coming, existence is ending. Ah no, crieth faith, the night is far spent, the true day is at hand. Light is come, the light of immortality, the light of a Father’s countenance. Gather up thy feet in thy bed and see the waiting bands of spirits! Angels waft thee away. Farewell, beloved Michael, thou art gone, thou wavest thine hand. Ah, now it is light. The pearly gates are open and the golden streets shine in the jasper light. We cover our eyes, but thou beholdest the unseen, adieu, beloved Brother, thou hast light at even-tide, such as we have not yet.”