A ‘Pop-Culture’ Poem by Elizabeth Lancaster
The swoop of
his hair
The swag of
his style
The soul in
his throat
Stopped
The hearts
of swooning women
And the
star-gazing child
Uh-huh-huh
Uh-huh-huh
Uh-huh-huh
A white
bedazzled suit
Contrasted
by a shiny, black mane
Brightly
glows
Against the
hot stage light.
A royal
prodigy
His death
The world
refuses to accept
A life
They refuse
to forget
His honey
glazed voice
And blue
suede shoes
Grabbed the
generation
Shook it all
up
And they all
fell
One more bow
to The King
Thank you,
Thank you
very much!
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