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speaker_notes Literature (WAEC 2010)

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This is for O'level students preparing for Literature WAEC examination.
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Quiz Started: 0 Second ago · 7 December 2021 13:6 · Questions: 50 · Answered: 0 · Recommended Time: 0h:25m:0s
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 UNSEEN PROSE AND POETRY

Read the poem and answer the question

What a morning!
The sound of guns was everywhere
The city was trapped,
I heave a mournful sigh-
Rebels!

Boom Boom Boom!
The heart pants at the sound of the blast
Lord! When will all this end?
This is the fourth day.

You say you are free
Oh no, you are not
You are trapped-
A prisoner in your own home.

The song is everywhere.
What next?
Food - water - a hiding place
Far from the sound of the gun.

''The song is everywhere'' refers to

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 Read the passage and answer the question

Here in the station it is in no way different save that the city is busy in its snow. But the old men cling to their seats as though they were symbolic and could not be given up. Now and then they sleep, their grey old heads resting with painful awkwardness on the backs of the benches
Also they are not at rest. For an hour they may sleep in the gasping exhaustion of the ill-nourished and aged. who have to walk in the night. Then a policeman comes by on his rounds and nudges them upright.
''You can't sleep here'', he growls.
A strange ritual then begins. An old man is difficult to wake. One man after a slight lurch, does not move at all, droning centre of the hive rather than in some lonely room fulfilled.

This style of writing is

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