Along the equator, on the globe, lies a land full of pride, Where fear has no gear, rise a revolution whose name is Gen Z.

A fearless force, has risen to fame, In the darkest din and blue, It storms in rage to engage the dictatorship reborn, "No more woe," they say, for the nation to weep.

The Gen Z vowed to stabilize it all, to free the nation from the notorious tax slayer, He touches his chin, and with lies, you're doomed, Out of the land, the countryside wails.

Their voices loud, their spirits high, united by a common cry,...