Formidable commandoes
It pains me to behold this ,
Where there lies no help in sight,
The looming desolation and tribulations
Which awaits many kingdom and nations
Perils are imminent
Dangers are impatient
Poverty strike in the fierce anger of tarnadoes
Disease of the land pose as formidable commandoes
Oppression rules our land
We are faced with war!
Who could fight this battle?
Who could rule this tears
This present world suffers defeat
Because our generals choose to retreat
Where are the generals of this generation?
To silence the grieve and pains we share,
So that our face may beam with smiles again