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