How to float like a butterfly

My father loved you, so as a child I loved you too. Then I grew up and I loved you for myself.

Everybody wants to be a champion now

a one-dimensional judgement would see only padded gloves knocking out and claiming big beautiful belts in a ring

those who know, know that a lifetime quest for social justice and an image of an unapologetically black man in his blackness was what made him king

Everybody likes the excitement of a rumble in the jungle

those young men from the Congo were proud till the day they died that you came onto their soil, your soil, to share your soul

Muhammad Ali, stinging like a bee, while imperfect like the rest of us, still a beautiful icon that will go down in history leaving his legacy set in gold

Everybody wonders when next we will witness such wonder

it couldn’t have been easy to go against the grain, and to still maintain the inner strength to keep keeping on, and for that time will continue to applaud

a life lived to its fullest, leaving behind love that seeps from millions of weeping hearts, may the greatest of all time rest in POWER with his God.