February 23, 2012
Raynard Jackson
Whitney, as you began to take your heavenly journey,
We all saw a picture of you on a medical gurney.
Then all kinds of thoughts flooded into my head,
Because I knew many things were about to be said.
The show must go on they all said,
While they were partying, you laid dead.
All sorts of people began invoking your name,
This seemed more about cashing in on your fame.
Kelly Price was all over CNN,
Was that the best way to remember your friend?
Every time I turned around




