1. Here I still sit in disbelief
As my beloved sister forever falls asleep
Perhaps if she had only moved a second before
She would never have knocked on Death's door.
President Snow witnessed the explosions from his mansion up above
Chuckling to himself as he watches the innocent bleed out their lives
The sent of roses and blood is overpowering
It takes all I have not to run away cowering.
I am the Mockingjay, I must be strong
I need to avenge the ones I love
"Goodbye, my sweet Prim," I whisper to my dear sister.
Rising to my feet I fit an arrow to my bow
I will be the one who kills Snow.
By Elizabeth Banescu
This is an original poem I wrote based on the Hunger Games, Please give me credit if you're turning this in.
What is this for? And what grade
Perhaps make a mind map and branch off into each topic you need to discuss about that location you visited. Come up with a few adjectives, search up the tourist spots, talk about the impression the people gave you (a few adjectives and verbs to go with that). What's their life like? Then discuss what drew your heart to that place. Was it the architecture? The natural landscape? The leisure attractions?
Explanation:
It helps to talk about it out loud to yourself before writing it down!
Answer: Dulce et Decorum Est is by Wilfred Owen and is historical fiction. The title is significant as Dulce et Decorum Est (followed by pro patria mori) means that it is sweet and fitting to die for one's country. The title is ironic as the unlucky soul that dies to the gas attack does not die sweet or peacefully. It's just another day on the battlefields of World War I . As our speaker, another soldier on the battlefield, lets us know right away, however, "normal" isn't a word that has any meaning for the soldiers anymore. They're all mentally and physically ravaged by the exertions of battle.
And then it gets worse. Just as the men are heading home for the night, gas shells drop beside them. The soldiers scramble for their gas masks in a frantic attempt to save their own lives. Unfortunately, they don't all get to their masks in time. Our speaker watches as a member of his crew chokes and staggers in the toxic fumes, unable to save him from an excruciating certain death.
Now fast-forward. It's some time after the battle, but our speaker just can't get the sight of his dying comrade out of his head. The soldier's image is everywhere: in the speaker's thoughts, in his dreams, in his poetry. Worst of all, our speaker can't do anything to help the dying soldier.
Bitterly, the speaker finally addresses the people at home who rally around the youth of England, and urge them to fight for personal glory and national honor. He wonders how they can continue to call for war. If they could only witness the physical agony war creates – or even experience the emotional trauma that the speaker's going through now – the speaker thinks they might change their views. In the speaker's mind, there's noting glorious or honorable about death. Or, for that matter, war itself.
Explanation: 100% on it
This is an easy one, use the order of elimination for problems like these in the future, but the answer is (A).
