The bright sun beamed down on me as I stepped outside to the very humid weather, I automatically started to sweat and get a very oily feeling on my skin.I stepped onto the concrete and I automatically burnt my foot, if I kept my foot on there any longer I would have probably melted it off.I wiped the sweat from my brow and sighed, I put on my flip flops and grabbed the trash bag and the sun flashed a ray of sunlight onto my back, once I got inside, I realized my air conditioner was broken, I sighed in anger and kicked off my shoes. My back was soaked in sweat and sunburnt. I think I’d rather live in the North Pole…
Answer:
This poem is about our tongue, how it can cause trouble and make peace, how it can help build someone up or how it could destroy someone's moral forever.
Answer:
metaphor
Explanation:
A metaphor compares two things without using comparison words such as 'like' or 'as'.
