Thriller or Man in the Mirror?

Earlier yesterday, I was downloading some of Michael Jackson's greatest hits. I can't tell you why because I don't even know the reason, I just had the urge to listen to some of his songs. While I was looking up lyrics to one, I came across a site which claimed that MJ had written poetry. This seemed a bit odd to me as I never pictured him as the poet. Then I began to think about how each of his songs could be seen as a poem.

On this site was an article discussing the this poem, trying to figure out what meaning it had behind it. There were two different ways to look at it, the poem stated. One being sentimental and calming. The other was a bit perverse. Although we are aware of Michael Jackson's past, isn't it possible to look at something he wrote without making it sexual? Or is that what he intended? I'll let you make the decision.

Children of the world, we'll do it We'll meet on endless shores Making sandcastles and floating our boats While people fight and defend their point of view Forever putting on masks that are new We'll swing the tide of time and do it.

Children of the world, we'll do it With song and dance and innocent bliss And the soft caress of a loving kiss We'll do it.

While traders trade and haggle their price

And politicians try so hard to be nice

We'll meet on endless shores and floating our boats We'll do it.

While lawyers argue and doctors treat Stockbrokers quote the price on meat While preachers preach and ring the bell Carpetbaggers with something to sell We'll sing and dance in innocent bliss With the soft caress of a loving kiss We'll do it. Meeting on endless shores Making sandcastles and floating our boats We'll do it.

We'll ride the rainbow, a cloud, a storm Flying in the wind, we'll change our form We'll reach the stars, embrace the moon We'll break the barrier and be there soon

While architects plan their buildings high And trade unions raise their hue and cry While boardroom squabbles generate heat And in secret places dealers meet

We'll sing and dance in innocent bliss And the soft caress of a loving kiss We'll do it.

While philosophers grapple and continue to tackle Endless dilemmas of body and mind Physicists wander, continue to ponder Perennial questions of space and time Archeologists survey, continue to dig Bygone treasures small and big

Psychologists probe, analyze the tears Of hysterical notions, phobias, fears

While priests take confessions In a serious session And people struggle In the hustle and bustle In the noise and din On the meaning of sin We'll touch the stars, embrace the moon Break the barrier, arrive there soon Ride the rainbow, the cloud, the storm Flying in the wind, changing our form

Children of the world, we'll do it With song and dance and innocent bliss The soft caress of a loving kiss We'll do it.