THE human heart yearns for justice. A world where merit dictates reward. A place where dignity is an inalienable birthright, not a privilege to be purchased or fought for.
When shall the developing world calmly use its resources to develop its people? The evidence of our lived experience tells a different, far more agonizing story.
I once was a common face in newsrooms, from SHIHATA, The Guardian, MAELEZO and a stint in the newsroom of the Namibia’s NBC TV in Windhoek.
I wrote books and countless stories. Our world, despite its staggering advancements in science and technology, remains fundamentally, brutally unfair.
This is the core tragedy of our shared existence, a searing truth that cuts across continents, cultures, and creeds.
It is the existential crisis that the revolutionary artist Jimmy Cliff (R.I.E.P) confronted with piercing clarity in his anthem, "Remake the World," a call to arms for every soul weary of the status quo.
