Everybody, a moment of silence for all that we've lost. A silent chant for all that we shall never have. A chain of thoughts to reflect on all that is. We must remember all, whether good or bad, for now those terms are meaningless in this world. Bow heads, salute, and never let that which is dear to you ever leave your memories. Continue on, but never forget about what you have left behind.

Ah, this is just a, what is the proper term..., poem that I've created. Its pretty much to honor those things that are lost. And I think I'll use it on the guy who inspired it simply by leaving.

RIP Michael Jackson. Thriller shall never be the same.