Tiyo is one of the woredas in the Oromia Region of Ethiopia. Part of the Arsi Zone, Tiyo is bordered on the south by Munesa, on the west by Ziway Dugda, on the northeast by Hitosa, and on the southeast by Digeluna Tijo. The administrative center of the woreda and Zone is Asella; other towns in Tiyo include Gonde.
Mount Chilalo is the highest point in this woreda. Rivers include the Katar, Kulmsa, Gonde, Dosha and Walkesa. A survey of the land in this woreda shows that 40% is arable or cultivable (32% was planted with cereals), 23.1% pasture, 8.7% forest, and the remaining 28.2% is considered swampy, mountainous or otherwise unusable.
Industry in the woreda includes the Asella Malt factory, 55 small industries including 39 grain mills employing 240 people, as well as 2023 registered businesses of which 21.7% were wholesalers, 53% retailers, and 25.3% service providers. There were 15 Farmers Associations with 13,704 members and 9 Farmers Service Cooperatives with 426 members. Tiyo has 16 kilometers of dry-weather and 46.5 of all-weather road, for an average road density of 98 kilometers per 1000 square kilometers. About 53.7% of the total population has access to drinking water.
Tiyo (T'í'o) is a coastal town in east-central Eritrea.
It is the capital of the Are'eta district in the Southern Red Sea region.
Nearby towns and villages include Anrata (0.6 nm), Ad Gaban (6.3 nm), Sahli (8.0 nm), Babaiu (15.4 nm) and Faraon (17.9 nm).
Prayer ain't no key.
Words aligned to make a puzzle of mind.
Never meant to make you free.
Prayer, insanity.
You compete for the never complete.
And it just won't make you see.
Pick your god from the lot, choose your stimulations.
More down there where they came from,
drunken revelations.
From the shadows of time,
the dead are singing their lies.
Their dirt is in your eyes,
no one who believes dies.
From the shadows of stones,
laughter of their rattling bones.
Their dirt will cover your eyes,
no one who believes dies.
Prayer, masked devilry.
Under the yoke of a cosmic joke.
And you just can't let it be.
Pick your god...