Clay Versus Ali
Clay, wet and unmoulded struck a pose in front of the mirror
An introspection on the reflection of a man that could be a hero
He floated into the ring and his fluttering shook the world
Though skilled, trained and talented, his sting was truly his word
They entered the ring to spar these two heavy weights
In-between their crimson gloves, crashing blows and knockouts!
With a staunch faith and self belief ran a strong political campaign
One would emerge a genius to forever be the people’s champion…Ali
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