Round By Round

Round by Round Poem Lionel Derbyshire ROUND 1 Born a boy Cassicuis Clay In January the first month Of the year. Asked for drink in a store Was told water segregated here. Your colour wrong. Proudly rode his bike Then stolen by the thief. Fuming with whup Was told learn to box first. ROUND 2 Full of steam in amateur years Similarly he whupped 100 of them. Standing tall the nicest boxer of all. After Rome came he home Baptized his medal in Ohio's river Could not dine in a white diner. In 1996 he will light the Olympics. ROUND 3 I have a secret .. The bear will go down in eight.. I am the greatest  The lip will break the bear. True to the beat The bear sat down after six. And the shuffle was invented. Now he ended his slave To be jailed For NO to the draft lollipop To kill the people. A courage and strength Which told a universe How wrong a war in Vietnam. After all .... With the soul of butterfly And the sting like a bee The champion of the people Will become The Greatest ROUND BY ROUND