Oh the state went dry Liquour flows in corner streets Bang bang shoot brothers against brothers For freedom they say Development... They proudly say... The promise unanswered... Land of festival they say..... For Christ they say For evil they live But not all are same For some are sane... Oh Nagalim..... A history made by forefathers Destroyed by the offspring...
NAME- ALONG M JAMIR Kheloshe polytechnic Atoizu
