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 FOREVER A LEGEND
(The PurpleHeart Tribute)
If I could walk a mile in the thousands that he has run, I’d feel like a legend too
Setting the stage with an elite standard that leaves many unable to follow suit
Lightning has struck so many times with the strike of his fiery thunder bolts
As the track hears the sound of the phenomenal run of his record making boots
History is still talking of him in many ways and no one dares smear his name
Earning the shouts of our many voices by the way he has changed the game
A man is born, working tirelessly at his craft from which a legend is made 
And his speed defies logics by his height and just the way all his opponents fade
Far away, falling behind in an endless struggle to keep up with him to a race’s end
As history is rewritten with each record run and it’s proven that he’s a legend
And for him we raise the flag of black green and gold, as his glory never fades
In setting standards and erasing marks that truly define a legend’s accolades
On his mark he sets and goes, dipping his head and comes up painted in gold
And now he’s forever a legend, creating heroic stories and folklores to be told
There is no doubt that he came to gallantly mend a broken sport in all his toil
And for us, he’s forever a legend, risen from the humble dust of rural soil
We love and adore the way he bears our national pride of the land of his birth
As a Jamaican star who shines patriotic glory becoming a legend on this earth
Forever A Legend Posted by Oakley Lyle on August 7, 2016 
@ PurpleHeart
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The Must Read BEST QUOTES Of Muhammad ALI The Great

The boxing legend died after he was hospitalized June 2 with respiratory issues that were complicated by his long battle with Parkinson’s disease.

Formerly named Cassius Marcellus Clay Jr. until he converted to Islam in 1964, he was loved the world over for the dozens of inspiring and hilarious quotes he said throughout his extraordinary life.

RCV takes a look back at thirty of the best Muhammad Ali quotes ever… ‘Float like a butterfly, Sting like a bee, your hands can’t hit, what your eyes can’t see.’ – Prior to his fight against George Foreman in 1974.

I beat people up.’ 7) ‘Live every day like it’s your last because someday you’re going to be right.’ 8) ‘A man who views the world the same at 50 as he did at 20 has wasted thirty years of his life.’ 9) ‘I done wrestled with an alligator, I done tussled with a whale, handcuffed lightning, thrown thunder in jail; only last week I murdered a rock, injured a stone, hospitalized a brick.

18) ‘Impossible is just a big word thrown around by small men who find it easier to live in the world they’ve been given than to explore the power they have to change it.

26) ‘The fight is won or lost far away from witnesses—behind the lines, in the gym, and out there on the road, long before I dance under those lights.’ 27) ‘He who is not courageous enough to take risks will accomplish nothing in life.’ 28) ‘It’s lack of faith that makes people afraid of meeting challenges, and I believed in myself.’ The post The BEST Ever QUOTES Spoken By Muhammad ALI As The BOXING Legend DIES Aged 74 (Photos And Videos) appeared first on Real Cool Videos . 

Picture of Muhammad Ali in Boxers shorts & gloves.
Come on, hit me

Muhammad Ali's spoken word album from 1963; must read 

Read about it and more to the point, listen to the song.

 

In August 1963, Cassius Clay released a spoken word/musical LP titled "I Am The Greatest." This was before he became the heavyweight champion of the world and renamed himself Muhammad Ali after converting to Islam. Here is the title track from that album, which was also released as two different 7" singles. The first single's b-side was a song called "Will The Real Sonny Liston Please Fall Down," (released after Ali beat Liston), and the second was a cover of Ben E. King's "Stand By Me," both below: Read more

 

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Poem of the day courtesy of Poetry Foundation (Feeds)

Note; I lay no claim to the ownership of these works. (The poet)

Audio Poem of the Day

Poem of the Day: Good Friday (Fri, 19 Apr 2019)
Jesus, I want my sins back. My prattle, pride, and private prices —  climbing, clinching, clocking —  I might loan you a few for the evening, so you don’t show up at your own crucifixion naked of all purpose. But for God’s sake, don’t spill any redemption on them! They’re my signature looks. Body by Envy. Make up & wardrobe provided by Avarice. Lord, if you take away my inordinate cravings, what the hell’s left? Do you know how much I paid for my best rages? I want them all back if they’re so To Die For. Else shred my palms, wash my face with spit, let the whip unlace my flesh and free the naked blood, let me be tumbled to immortality with the stew of flood debris that is my life. Source: Poetry March 2014 Maria Melendez Kelson Biography More poems by this author
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Poem of the Day: Calmly We Walk through This April’s Day (Thu, 18 Apr 2019)
Calmly we walk through this April’s day,    Metropolitan poetry here and there,    In the park sit pauper and rentier,    The screaming children, the motor-car    Fugitive about us, running away,    Between the worker and the millionaire    Number provides all distances,    It is Nineteen Thirty-Seven now,    Many great dears are taken away,    What will become of you and me (This is the school in which we learn ...)    Besides the photo and the memory? (... that time is the fire in which we burn.) (This is the school in which we learn ...)    What is the self amid this blaze? What am I now that I was then Which I shall suffer and act again, The theodicy I wrote in my high school days    Restored all life from infancy, The children shouting are bright as they run    (This is the school in which they learn ...)    Ravished entirely in their passing play! (... that time is the fire in which they burn.) Avid its rush, that reeling blaze! Where is my father and Eleanor? Not where are they now, dead seven years,    But what they were then?                                      No more? No more? From Nineteen-Fourteen to the present day,    Bert Spira and Rhoda consume, consume Not where they are now (where are they now?)    But what they were then, both beautiful; Each minute bursts in the burning room,    The great globe reels in the solar fire,    Spinning the trivial and unique away. (How all things flash! How all things flare!)    What am I now that I was then?    May memory restore again and again    The smallest color of the smallest day:    Time is the school in which we learn,    Time is the fire in which we burn. Delmore Schwartz, “Calmly We Walk Through This April’s Day” from Selected Poems (1938-1958): Summer Knowledge. Copyright © 1967 by Delmore Schwartz. Reprinted with the permission of New Directions Publishing Corporation, www.wwnorton.com/nd/welcome.htm Source: Selected Poems (1938-1958): Summer Knowledge(New Directions Publishing Corporation, 1967) Delmore Schwartz Biography More poems by this author
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Wise Sayings From The Great One; Bob Marley

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