AGAINST ALL ODS

May was cruel and waged a war: She spared no thing that was tribal. She took it all away from us: Our home, hope, our people and peace.

I bear witness to the sufferings; Of my people, of our people. To all the frontline warriors with Tribal blood; thick and fearless:

You there, brave hearts of the soil Who did not flinch an inch In front of the enemy's arms, Your sacrifices will be etched in history.

The pen too defends the land: Keyboard warriors fighting off the enemy's lies, Raising our suppressed voices online: The world will hear the voices of Kuki-Zo!

Our mothers with heavy hearts prays without ceasing: For our leaders and politicians to lead without conceit. Our women never backed down from humanity: Their sit-in-protests tells stories of injustices.

May did us wrong and waged a war. Still we rise, against all odds, against each injustice. Each in his own way, Each for freedom, each for Zalengam!