What Will I be? Have not the Ethnic Cleansing pogrom errupt!
My dream, Brightly by far I can see then,
But now, darkness is all I can imagine my life be;
Hope is where, Life we live!
Darkness groom, a Dead Life I live.
Dream! by now, must I lay aside?
Life of Arms, I must embrace!
My Dream, I can't see but enemies in fore,
Life or Dream, I must choose!
Land over dreams, I must embrace,
Freedom over dreams, I'm compelled to.
Tis! A Dead dream I Live.
Tell me not mom, you're my only son,
The only son I'm, to my Land and People;
Tell me not Dad, you're my only hope,
The only hope I'm, to my Land and People;
Tell me not sibs, you're all we have,
I'm all they have, I'm All? My People have.
Their future, In my life they laid,
The future of our's younger generation;
Their dreams, In my hands they laid,
Their Freedom, In my Life they rely.
I'm all they have! I'm All their future lies.
Hope is where, Life we live,
You are all we Have! Comrades,
Nampi VOLUNTEERS! Hat un lang Hang un.
Thingkho Le Malcha (TLM) is a traditional method of communication used to send out messages across the Kuki hills during the Anglo-Kuki War,1917-1919... more
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