I have no joy of this contract to-night:It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden;Too like the lightning, which doth cease to beHow art thou out of breath, when thou hast breathTo say to me that thou art out of breath?
Answer:
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Explanation:
The rain how it fell; the cadaver smell
<span>My eyes transfixed on that pit of Hell, </span>
Vapid flesh foul, horrendously bland.
<span>But why this carnage, I don’t understand; </span>
Retching, gagging, holding back the bile.
<span>I turn from the evil to rest for a while, </span>
<span>From decomposing mothers, fathers and child; </span>
Satan’s work, merciless, callously wild.
<span>Laid out in graves grotesquely remorse, </span>
Lucifer’s carnage has taken its course
<span>In a dance of death, contorted and thin, </span>
Thousands of bodies, bound together by skin.
Now sixty years passed, will I ever forget.
<span>That day when in person, with Satan I met; </span>
He showed me firsthand his evil, his sin.
Flames of contempt still burn deep within.
<span>Wise men instruct us ‘we must never, forget’, </span>
<span>Upon the memory of them, ‘let the sun never set’; </span>
<span>For six million Jews paid the ultimate cost, </span>
<span>I know, I was there, at the great Holocaust.
</span><span>Holocaust - Poem by Alf Hutchison</span>
Answer:
Explanation:
The author use the analogy of “funhouse mirrors” to help readers understand dystopian fiction by depicting how distorted thinsg were from their natural ways. Similarly to how funhouse mirrors can enlarge someones nose, for insatnce, dystopian fiction takes a flaw in the world and magnifies it to a greater proportion. It is essentially based off of the over-exaggeration of one partical issue in society.
<span>D.) The main characters consist of one white family and one black family.</span>
