The legendary king of pop-Michael Jackson!

He was unlike anyone of us,

He revolutionized music

He was the embodiment of talent.

I dedicate Billie Holiday´s song strange fruit to honour him because he was also the victim of racism as the majority of blacks in the United States.

This is the song that shall be played on my funeral on the 21st of september 2049.........or ......hopefully later. You never know with life. Take a day at a time and enjoy it with your loved ones.


"Southern trees bear strange fruit,

Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,

Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,

Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south,

The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,

Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,

Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,

For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,

For the sun to rot,

for the trees to drop,

Here is a strange and bitter crop."