Dubbed foot soldiers
Prepared to capture data all day long
With the magnificent Lenovo Tabs
With empty bellies like deflated balloons
We were promised a lot
State-of-the-art bags and T-shirts
Covering our thorny-skinned bodies
But today wearing rags
120 thousand kwacha was preached
Today turned into 20 thousand kwacha
I hope inflation is ruling now
As enumerators are crying daily
We were given 21 days
Like an incubating hen
Passing through the wilderness
Without even a single drop of manna
I was recruited as a foot soldier
With the tiresome training
Today I am changing the tune
I am becoming a veteran foot soldier