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When we look into today, *Do our minds dial back to 16 June '76 to envision the torment Our fallen heroes endured? Is your vision blurred? Mine isn't. Their fight was just, It was sacrificial One by one they perished But, even with blood and sweat slipping Through their trembling fingers They did not falter They pushed boundaries In order to create opportunities They had a burning desire For something greater, For freedom The freedom that we now bask in Like it's just another day of leisure "The youth of today are the leaders of tomorrow", they say Look in the mirror, Are you really the leader of tomorrow? Do you fit somewhere in that statement? Me: No Do we have the will to stand Firm for what's right, Against what's wrong Or do we clam up, let the Truth escape through broken doors? We feed the stereotypes, We fit perfectly into the stereotypes We've been dubbed insubstantial, Not layered, and one dimensional What are we really after? What are we doing to change that perspective? No- what am I doing to change that?? Ask yourself, what would the world have lost if you were not born? Me: Nothing But there are those who understand that the meaning of "struggle" Goes beyond the dictionary definition, Those who look at the world With crystal clear eyes Those looking to make a difference Those looking for a difference We may be in freedom, but we're not free at all The chains are still bound to our Wrists binding us from reaching Out to the sun, The chains are still tied to our Feet hindering us from going further We can stand united Against the ****** government, Against illiteracy, Against poverty, Against pointless wars, Against abuse. We can clench up our fists, Ready to fight for what others Led way for I am, by no means, a beacon of Hope (hypocrisy at it's best) I'm uninformed, like they say Ignorance is bliss But I am not proud of it We've come far since '94 We still can go further "Together we can do more"*
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Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 10:28 AM UTC
Youth Day: 16 June
When we look into today, *Do our minds dial back to 16 June '76 to envision the torment Our fallen heroes endured? Is your vision blurred? Mine isn't. Their fight was just, It was sacrificial One by one they perished But, even with blood and sweat slipping Through their trembling fingers They did not falter They pushed boundaries In order to create opportunities They had a burning desire For something greater, For freedom The freedom that we now bask in Like it's just another day of leisure "The youth of today are the leaders of tomorrow", they say Look in the mirror, Are you really the leader of tomorrow? Do you fit somewhere in that statement? Me: No Do we have the will to stand Firm for what's right, Against what's wrong Or do we clam up, let the Truth escape through broken doors? We feed the stereotypes, We fit perfectly into the stereotypes We've been dubbed insubstantial, Not layered, and one dimensional What are we really after? What are we doing to change that perspective? No- what am I doing to change that?? Ask yourself, what would the world have lost if you were not born? Me: Nothing But there are those who understand that the meaning of "struggle" Goes beyond the dictionary definition, Those who look at the world With crystal clear eyes Those looking to make a difference Those looking for a difference We may be in freedom, but we're not free at all The chains are still bound to our Wrists binding us from reaching Out to the sun, The chains are still tied to our Feet hindering us from going further We can stand united Against the ****** government, Against illiteracy, Against poverty, Against pointless wars, Against abuse. We can clench up our fists, Ready to fight for what others Led way for I am, by no means, a beacon of Hope (hypocrisy at it's best) I'm uninformed, like they say Ignorance is bliss But I am not proud of it We've come far since '94 We still can go further "Together we can do more"*
Another historic day in South Africa. In 16 June 1976, students from townships started an uprising, refusing to be taught in Afrikaans. So many lost their lives, and today, English is the medium of instruction but we still have a choice to choose our mother tongues as first languages instead of second additional languages. That's what they fought for
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Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 10:28 AM UTC
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