Have you tasted a rainbow,
heard the sound of bravery,
smelled the color red,
felt anger erupting as a volcano,
thought of a caged bird as slavery,
seen bread as knowledge fed,
sensed your pulse in metered lines,
salivating to changes in rhymes,
sweat wet metaphors in bed,
spoke in images and signs,
drank emotion that climbs up spines,
when dead poets words were read?