You Are Not Alone

I wrote this after being moved my Michael Jackson's funeral, and Al Sharpton's speech/aside to his children.

You left us all
The days don't have the pleasures of having you around
And the nights are darker without your presence
You were never alone
You had friends and family

From the day I met you,
I've heard your voice
I've heard you cry
I held you in my arms
While sick and in joy
How could you leave me?
You left me in this cynical cold world

Just the other night I thought
I heard you whisper
asking me if I can nurse your heart
No appointments necessary with this doctor
I'm always ready to see you, again.