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Imprisoned




Hear me! Heed me!
One more time!!
Hear my whispers, hear my rhymes
I fright!
For I sense my words would soon fade
If not uttered;
If not heard;
They shall perish forever,
And never shall wake

Artisted, I confess!
Crafted and beautified,
Indeed they are prettied
And mystified
But they are real,
They are sincere.

Prisoned in me for years.
They are chested
Amid agonizing noise
Silent; they are dusted
Hear them now
For they are fading
Free them!
For they are long awaiting
Take them
For I am weary of the keep.
In absolution,
I want to finally sleep
Hear me! Hear me!
One last time.

Muhammad Ali
Monday July 18, 2016

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