Literature in EnglishLiterary appreciation: unseen poetryJAMB

Read the poem and answer the question. Market Morning The market wakes before the sun, a thousand voices braided into one; tomatoes blush in pyramids of red, and yams lie sleeping in their dusty bed. A child counts change with careful thumbs, the drummer's echo, then the trader comes, and all the noise, the haggling and the cries, are how a city learns to harmonise. (An original poem written for AdmitMe practice.)

The last two lines suggest that the noise of the market

An AdmitMe practice question, written for the JAMB syllabus. Not an official past question.