I Wanna Be Poem by Jaxsun Castro Horn

I wanna be like Muhammad Ali
he look so pretty not ugly like me.
Talk and rhyme throw hands like he,
an ebony Adonis faster than lightning.
Float like a leaf in a spring breeze
famous for more than just boxing.
He stands for God on bended knee
opposing injustice, wars and poverty.
Ali care for all colors black and white
the peoples champ, still the greatest today.
And if Im wrong I don’t wanna be right
‘cuz he love all peoples everyday.
If I can’t be Muhammad, what can I say?
I’ll be like Cassius Clay then, Ali Bumaye!