The Man Ali

A giant, he growls like a lion, hops like a butterfly, and stings like a bee. In his mouth, a viper's fang; a punch fells a foe and folds up a fight. He shares the outer space with lightning and thunder, hones the art of rumble in the jungle. Thriller in Manilla arcs across the sky, emitting hysteric waves beneath the clouds, echoing A-li! A-li! Parkinsoned awhile, he totters till the rumble, the thrill, and the echo fade out...The oak tumbles. The world erupts: The Greatest's Gone! © 2016 Celestine S. Ikwuamaesi