A Poet Is…

A poet is a fighter… Who fights against The all kind of odds Without any weapons Or the punishing rods A poet in an explorer… In this imperfect world The faults are inevitable The poet picks the holes And gives them a label A poet is an observer… The magic of his words Is visible over us all He praises the virtues To avoid a moral fall A poet is an instructor… Vices lie everywhere Whether hidden or visible The indication of the poet Is the armor of the capable A poet is a wanderer… In fact his soul travels Freely in the universe He takes infinite forms With his every new verse