Rich Reitz Poet I do not know?

Happiness Is Gold-Hatred Is Black

HAPPINESS IS GOLD

It sounds like an amusement park.
It feels like the warmth of a summer sun.
It smells like fresh ground coffee.
It tastes like chocolate.
It looks like the stars on a clear night.


HATRED IS BLACK

It sounds like tortured screams. 
It feels like an eternity in fire.
It smells like rotting flesh.
It tastes like bile.
It looks like the Holocaust.



Author's note: This was written during a Middle School English class where I was an instructional aide. Our teacher challenged me to do the class assignments also.

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Daniel Turner June 16, 2017 at 6:03 PM You should host a contest for this theme. You will be amazed at some of the poems you'll receive. There are some very creative people over here. You had me with the summer sun and coffee:) Cool poem, Rich.