The beautiful Plateau

Serenaded in

tranquility A haven

so true

A home of Peace and

Tourism Now

Eclipsed by violence

By the enemies of

peace, They kill and

maim us

We buried our kith and kin massivelyWe're left to count our losses mournfullyWe're in a gloom

Almost appearing like

doom So pathetic is our

ordeal that We're left to our

fate

And our declining faith

Our brothers massacred

mercilessly By marauders

This 'they' do senselessly

Now, innocent blood flows on the

streets Some call it a bloodbath

So disgusting to the ear of a sane

man But pleasing to bloodsuckers

Disdainfully executing their sinister plans

But my people must watch and

pray For we're tired of being

prey

Like 'suya' laid on a tray

We are a chosen

generation A royal

priesthood

Born to win and for the top!