This is 40 points I really need help who this Commonlit: Song for the turtles in the golf before and if you did it already then can you please answer all the questions

1. Which statement best summarizes this poem? A. The speaker describes how humans have killed a beautiful turtle. B. The speaker describes the cause of the 2010 British Petroleum oil spill. C. The speaker describes their first experience with a sea turtle in the wild. D. The speaker describes how turtles are persevering despite human destruction. 2. In line 9, what does the speaker's use of "smile" suggest about humans? A. Humans can see the beauty of nature even when it's damaged. B. Humans are indifferent to the destruction they cause. C. Humans are proud of their contribution to nature. D. Humans believe nature can overcome its troubles. 3. In line 13, what impact does the phrase "old great mother" have on the poem's meaning ? A. It emphasizes the fact that nature will soon die out. B. It emphasizes the respect humans should have for nature. C. It emphasizes the reasons why humans choose to disrespect nature. D. It emphasizes the fact that nature is creating a problem for humans. 4.What do lines 26-29 revals about humans? A. They have forgotten how to show the feel guilty for their actions. B. They have forgotten their connection to and responsibility for nature. C. They have forgotten how their actions have harmed turtles and other wildlife. D. They have forgotten that they are in control of making decisions about nature. Here is the poem

We had been together so very long,



you willing to swim with me



just last month, myself merely small



in the ocean of splendor

and light,



the reflections and distortions of us,



and now when I see the man from British Petroleum



lift you up dead from the plastic



bin of death,



he with a smile, you burned



and covered with red-black oil, torched



and pained, all I can think is that I loved your life,



the very air you exhaled when you rose,



old great mother, the beautiful swimmer,



the mosaic

growth of shell



so detailed, no part of you



simple, meaningless,



or able to be created



by any human,



only destroyed.



How can they learn



the secret importance



of your beaten heart,



the eyes of another intelligence



than ours, maybe greater,



with claws, flippers, plastron.



Forgive us for being thrown off true,



for our trespasses,



in the eddies

of the water



where we first walked.