06.04.2016
The
Greatest of All Time
Mohammed Ali has left the world.
The greatest of all time is gone.
Mohammed Ali held the world in his hands.
The greatest of all time lives forever.
I heard the news of his passing when I woke in the
middle of the night.
I heard the news of his passing, I listened to the
stories and cried.
Mohammed Ali, the greatest of all times has died.
Of all the heroes I ever fell for, he was the one that
was really alive, the only one I ever prayed for, the only one I thought could
make a difference in our time.
Mohammed Ali spoke to the heart of everyone; about
justice, about freedom, he told the truth, and he spoke of love.
He spoke to the world just as he fought in the ring;
in rhythms that dazzled, in words that hurt; like the butterfly, and the bee,
that became synonymous with his name.
He spoke to the powers of the world; to the
principalities and powers; like the prophets he gave praise, and he scolded, he
delivered the message in youth, becoming the silent witness as he grew old.
I remember the day in 1980, when I heard the news that
he lost a fight.
Mohammed Ali lost!
Mohammed Ali would never box again!
Kids on the bus began to murmur, Mohammed Ali was not
the greatest. The world stopped making sense.
Mohammed Ali gave my generation permission to be
ourselves, to be bold, and to brag, and to follow it up by doing the things we
thought were right.
He taught us to question authority, to shun war, to
risk the things you desire; titles, and money, and fame, for things that matter
most. He taught us to be servants to the truth, to seek justice, and serve
goodness, as long as you draw breath.
The greatest of all time, he was Mohammed Ali, he
handcuffed the lightning and jailed thunder.
He will never be forgotten, as long as the sun will
shine.
