In a Land where truth is silenced,
And lies and dishonesty reign supreme;
In societies where tax is licensed,
For motherland whose future's but grim.
Across the streets painted corrupt-red,
Where lurks shadowy evil with its ugly head;
In the high echelon of government offices,
Where responsible men breed dark practices.
Amongst organisations harping for a change,
Lo! The Committed falling out o' wisdom's range,
Choosing to breathe silently in the corrupt air.
Woe betide our ways that're no more true or fair!
O God, from this land shorn of virtues o' old,
Awaken leaders and youth, honest and bold,
That'd lead us wit' wisdom & dedication,
And make our society free o' corruption.
A AnatoSwu
Satakha town, Zunheboto
