Read the poem and answer the question At dawn must I rise to till the...

Read the poem and answer the question

At dawn must I rise to till the rock

That our land has turned into

The land where on we'd gleefully harvested paddy

Planted and nurtured and tended on plots marshy

Our woes are bloody woes of accursed revenges

Of the land spirits aggrieved and by his fellow

Kindred blood has counted for less than no value

Brother's wife has been wife to other brother's brother

Communal loot has emptied our country silos

The earth has stooped breathing and sighed

Soldered tears has the moon shed

The earth was scorched at noon-day night

And our land has turned to hoeing rock.

The run-on lines convey the speaker's