Ali Obituary In Nine Lines

Ali Obituary in Nine Lines

Guess you can call it Horn Haiku.

Ali went to bed
He soon had ended up dead
Still left things unsaid.

Parkinson's it was
Results of boxing because
To conclusion draws.

All over and done
And now his name think upon
Truly native SON.

James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Fleming Avatar
June 5, 2016 at 2:54 PM
The ring is the loneliest place in all of the whole wide world. There is no hiding...No respite...No escape. It is where a man finds questions he otherwise might not think to ask. Muhammad Ali...A credit to his race - The human race! Heaven is blessed tonight - For the greatest amongst us has returned home!! God bless and protect you...Muhammad Ali. John Harold Fleming.
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June 5, 2016 at 3:28 PM
JHF, What is the most important in many ways is what he left unsaid. Those were some bewildering times he lived in. God puts us all here for a purpose. Ali's was starting out being vengeful and ending up being peaceful. Jim Horn
Dietrich Avatar
June 4, 2016 at 9:04 PM
I like that you thought to honor Mohammad Ali. he did a lot of good in the world, Jim!
Horn Avatar
June 5, 2016 at 5:20 AM
AD, I still remember the 60's and harsh treatment of the blacks in Virginia. They even tried to keep them out of Caucasian public schools by closing them down in Fall 1958 through Spring 1959. I graduated in June 1959. My class was the only one that had to suffer from all of this. Jim Horn
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