Black Butterfly Poem by Donal Mahoney

Black Butterfly

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There never was
anyone like Ali
between the ropes
or facing the public.

In the ring and out
we saw a man
float like a butterfly,
sting like a bee.

He was to boxing
what Astaire
was to dancing,
what Sinatra was
to singing.
A nonpareil.

But no one stopped
Fred from dancing
or Frank from singing
because of a war
Ali and many
never understood.

Sunday, June 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: boxing,death,vietnam war
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rajnish Manga 05 June 2016

A...great....tribute....to....Ali, ....The...Greatest.

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