CHAPTER 7…
SING THE EARTH SONG
Katherine sat on a bench near the morgue. All her life and expectations had become real. She had won AGT, met the Jacksons, saved Michael Jackson, and was good friends with his kids. But without her parents to congratulate her and love her and be there for her, she was nothing. She couldn't sob anymore. All the tears and left, just like her soul. When she discovered this, it had felt like someone ripped her heart out plain and simple and the only comfort was the soothing blood trying to feel the gap. The blood represented Prince. She felt like he was the only one who could possibly understand the closest. But unlike him, there was no cure for decapitation.
Suddenly as Katherine was about to get up she heard a whistle from a small voice. It was the tune to Earth Song. She looked behind herself to see a room full of cancer children. They all reminded her of her young cousin Emily who died at the age of 7 from Cancer. She still heard the tune when she saw a young boy whistling it. He had a bandana over his head so she expected that he was a cancer victim too. He looked to be the age of 5. He saw that she was looking at him and he smiled gently at her.
"My name's Billy, aren't you that girl who won AGT?" He said. She smiled.
"Indeed I am that girl." His face became bright.
"Can you sing me a song? I know I don't have long. My mommy and Daddy keep saying everything's going to be ok. But ever since I got sick, mommy said that her and daddy have to have time apart for a long time. Daddy's barely around mommy anymore. And ever since then, I've gotten much worse, and I feel like I'm disappearing." Katherine saw the sad look on his face, but it suddenly got bright again. "But you know what?"
"What?"
"The only real thing that keeps me hoping is Michael Jackson, and you." Katherine looked at him.
"And why's that now?"
"Because your alls music is so great. Especially Michael's." Katherine smiled, for some odd reason, that made her happy. "My favorite song is Earth Song." She smiled then an idea popped into her head.
"Hey, why don't you whistle that tune you were whistling earlier?" Billy did as she said, and suddenly, the whole place started doing a rhythm. Kathy nodded her head and smiled then started to sing.
What about sunrise? What about rain? What about all the things, that you said we were to gain?
People looked on.
What about killing fields? Is there a time? What about all the things, That you said was yours and mine?
Billy smiled.
Did you ever stop to notice, all the blood we've shed before? Did you ever stop to notice, the crying earth the weeping shores?
Everyone came in and did the aaahhh thing as that one doctor suddenly had a grim look on his face.
What have we done to the world? Look what we've done. What about all the peace, you pledge your only son.
Michael suddenly came out in a wheel chair and thought about his sons. So close to loosing them. So close to loosing all his children, his life.
What about flowering fields? Is there a time? What about all the dreams, that you said was yours and mine?
A woman stopped and looked.
Did you ever stop to notice, all the children dead from war? Did you ever stop to notice, the crying earth the weeping shores?
Children started to sing as well.
I used to dream, I used to glance beyond the stars. Now I don't know where we are. Although I know, we've differed far!
Michael was surprised how well she sang that part.
What about yesterday? What about the seas? The heavens are falling down, I can't even breath! What about apathy? I can feel it's wounds! What about nature's worth? It's our planets womb!
What about animals? We've turned kingdoms to dust! What about elephants? Have we lost their trust? What about crying whales? Ravaging the seas? What about forest trails? Burned despite our pleas!
What about the holy land? Torn apart by creed! What about the common man? Can't we set him free? What about children dieing? Can't we hear them cry? Where did we go wrong? Someone tell me why!
What about baby boy? What about the days? What about all their joy? What about the man? What about the crying man? What about death again? Do we even give a damn?
Michael was very surprised actually how she sang the whole song.
Katherine was finished but the scowling doctor was not. He came straight to her and grabbed her by the arm.
"Hey, let go of me!" She said.
"Not until I remind you that you are in a hospital. You are giving those children hope, they should have no hope. They are dieing."
"So you should punish them for that?"
"That's not what I was saying." He clenched her arm tighter. "Also with your parents gone, the hospital is in charge of you until we get their will."
"So?"
"So, that means I can do what I want with you." He got in her face and was getting ready to slap her when he felt a rock hard slam to his side which made him fall. He looked up to see MJ there in his wheel chair.
"Hands off the girl." He said. The doctor scowled and looked at him.
"Mr. Jackson, I'm in charge of her until we get the will."
"That doesn't mean you can hit her." The doctor stared at him. Suddenly a woman came running to the doctor.
"We just got the will!" The doctor grabbed it and read it allowed.
"If Mrs. and Mr. Waxon dies of an unfortunate death they request that their child Katherine Waxon choose her next guardian to stay with." The doctor cringed at this. He stared at her. "So, who will it be?" Katherine looked down.
"I don't know." The doctor sneered.
"Have your answer in a week, otherwise you'll go to a orphanage." He turned and left. Katherine turned to Michael.
"Thank you for stopping him."
"No problem, I know how it feels to be hit. And I won't ever let that happen to another child." Katherine smiled and hugged him. "Thank you for saving me by the way." She smiled even bigger.
"No problem, I'm happy I did." They just sat there hugging. Katherine also planning her parents funeral. But, right then, Mike felt like her parent.
