Reading Poetry

I read the poem,

Was it words that stirred something inside me?

Or was it the rhythm that set me free?

I read the poem,

Written by the poets of a transitional time,

Providing a voice through verse and rhyme.

I read the poem,

Each word present for a purpose,

A revolution made for us.

I read the poem,

Images created by words,

Of landscape, Tygers and birds