THE FLOATING KING. (tribute to Muhammad Ali).
'Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee'. The floating king is gone. Death where is thy sting?
The once agile, vivacious, exuberant, energetic Muhammad Ali after 32years of battling with Parkinson's disease finally succumbed and went the way of all men. Nothing best illustrates the nothingness of man.
To the world you might be a king, an icon, a celebrity. But to the Angel of Death you are just a name on the List.
Indeed every soul shall taste death.
The greatest has gone on to meet the Most Greatest.
The greatest has gone on to meet the Most Greatest.
Though my generation wasn't around to witness his great bouts, his legend has continued and would continue to live even after our generation.
When the Lord calls, we must heed.
When the Lord calls, we must heed.
Rest in peace, the "king" the "greatest" the poet, the activist, the boxer.
Malcolm x and Martin Luther King awaits your arrival.
Enjoy your well deserved rest till the Day we are called to Account.
May God be Kind to Muhammad Ali.
By Umar Nasir Ida
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