Read the poem and answer questions

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 by paltry human respect

For the life of fellow man 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 stopped 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.

There is a predominance of words associated with________

• A governance
• B nature
• C nurture
• D celebration