African Youth Network
AYN is an initiative created to promote shared learning and collaboration amongst youth globally. Inspired to motivate, empower and unite youngsters so they can be involved in their countries social, political and economic transformation. AYN highlight was the Transparency and Good Governance session held in 2018 which brought together 256 youngsters across the globe.
Thursday, 10 May 2018
Be Wise
Your birth isn't recognized until government says you're born (Birth certificate )
You're not educated until Government certifies that you're (School Certificates)
You can't run a viable business without government's approval (Certificate of Incorporation)
Your marriage is not authentic until government acknowledges that you're married (Marriage Certificate)
You can't claim lawful ownership of land and property until the government confirms it belong to you (Title Deeds)
You're an offender driving your own car unless the government grants you authority to do so (License and Registration)
You're a thief and criminal if you make money in your business and fail to give some percentage to government (Taxes)
You're not dead unless the government says you are dead (Death Certificate)
Government controls major aspects of your life, yet someone tells you not to be part of the process that determines those who get into government.,that person is wicked.
You better be wise and do the needful.
Time to take charge make decisions on who represents you in Government.
Be a part of the process. Be a part of your Government.
Vote
Total together 🔄
African Youth on The Rise
Tyrone Havnar
Sunday, 25 February 2018
Africans in The 21st century
You are black,but what does that mean?
Is it just the color that binds your seams
Are you bound to the history of the slaves?
Are you living the life that the ancestors
dreamed to save?
Rallies and fighting for
rights is turning into mollies and twerking,
What does it mean to be black in the 21st century?
To the average person,it might not mean a single thing?
In the days of old,the sun rose and fell on man's backs,
He worked to near death ,just because his color was black,
Now the sun rises before we rise from our beds,
Nothing within but ambition and less dreams in our heads,
The word Nigga used to be a word to explain ignorance,
Now it's used as just a word of endearment,
Wasup my nigga,howsit my nigga.
Our neighbors call us makwerekwere in the foreign lands,but however we are all blacks.
Afraid of lifting your own kind,because he might do better than you.
Are we bound for doom?
Can we not live in peace?
But again how far have we come to have fallen this much.
Seems we have lost sight of our ancestors scars,and what they fought for.
The slavery history that we share as blacks is long fogoten.
Are we not one afterall.
The most divided out of all human races,blacks.
What has Africa come to be?
I am scared to even hug my brother,
Crime against another,brother against brother,But Why?
Fatherless children being raised by their teenage mothers,
Children hurting and living on the streets,
You hear them cry
No care in the world
People dying
Getting high just to pass the day,
As we turn a blind eye
Can't form a sentence,no words to say,
No education,
Now what kind of black is that?
Is it in the history worn as our hats?
The blood of innocent citizens spilled,just because we kill each other over senseless issues, but why?
We have lost sight of who we are,
It is us who act vile,
Started from the bottom indeed we have but you are still there,
Reach for the change that is in the air,
We need to rise and reclaim our pride as blacks.
Our freedom
Our lives
And make them proud,those that came before us and died,
We are enslaved in our own home,but how?,we are,
Slaves to the money
Slave to the sex
Slave to the drugs
When it's really education and progress that we need,
We have to break free from the shackles that we bind ourselves to constantly.
Ignorance the recipe for disaster,
Let us show the world just what we can really do,
An entire legacy that we need to take back,
Let us show the new generation what it truly means to be black,
What it means to be African
Proud and patriotic🇿🇼
Tyrone Havnar
Is it just the color that binds your seams
Are you bound to the history of the slaves?
Are you living the life that the ancestors
dreamed to save?
Rallies and fighting for
rights is turning into mollies and twerking,
What does it mean to be black in the 21st century?
To the average person,it might not mean a single thing?
In the days of old,the sun rose and fell on man's backs,
He worked to near death ,just because his color was black,
Now the sun rises before we rise from our beds,
Nothing within but ambition and less dreams in our heads,
The word Nigga used to be a word to explain ignorance,
Now it's used as just a word of endearment,
Wasup my nigga,howsit my nigga.
Our neighbors call us makwerekwere in the foreign lands,but however we are all blacks.
Afraid of lifting your own kind,because he might do better than you.
Are we bound for doom?
Can we not live in peace?
But again how far have we come to have fallen this much.
Seems we have lost sight of our ancestors scars,and what they fought for.
The slavery history that we share as blacks is long fogoten.
Are we not one afterall.
The most divided out of all human races,blacks.
What has Africa come to be?
I am scared to even hug my brother,
Crime against another,brother against brother,But Why?
Fatherless children being raised by their teenage mothers,
Children hurting and living on the streets,
You hear them cry
No care in the world
People dying
Getting high just to pass the day,
As we turn a blind eye
Can't form a sentence,no words to say,
No education,
Now what kind of black is that?
Is it in the history worn as our hats?
The blood of innocent citizens spilled,just because we kill each other over senseless issues, but why?
We have lost sight of who we are,
It is us who act vile,
Started from the bottom indeed we have but you are still there,
Reach for the change that is in the air,
We need to rise and reclaim our pride as blacks.
Our freedom
Our lives
And make them proud,those that came before us and died,
We are enslaved in our own home,but how?,we are,
Slaves to the money
Slave to the sex
Slave to the drugs
When it's really education and progress that we need,
We have to break free from the shackles that we bind ourselves to constantly.
Ignorance the recipe for disaster,
Let us show the world just what we can really do,
An entire legacy that we need to take back,
Let us show the new generation what it truly means to be black,
What it means to be African
Proud and patriotic🇿🇼
Tyrone Havnar
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