A race unfolds upon a 400-meter track,
Metaphorically we engage,
In scrutinizing starting lines, no turning back.
Some stand poised upon the line's edge,
Others a step from victory's embrace,
Inherited privilege, a divisive wedge,
Defines our path, our journey's pace.
As the signal sounds, a single step decides,
The victor's fate, the race's end,
While others run, their dreams subside,
Inequity's grip, a foe to contend.
A symphony of justice, the pursuit.
At the ICJ, January 11, 2024,
In South Africa's call for peace, let humanity soar.
In the realm where disputes hold sway,
A nation stands, choosing a different way.
South Africa's voice, a melody of purity,
Singing of justice for the Palestinian people, crying, "I CAN'T BREATHE."
In the warmth of summer, Baltic Sea, is a paradise waiting to be explored. The sun bathes the Baltic Sea in golden hues, creating a captivating backdrop for stand-up paddling. As you gently push your paddle through the crystal-clear waters, you'll feel the sun's radiant embrace on your skin, filling you with pure, unbridled happiness. The feeling of floating above the water is exhilarating, as if you've found your own slice of paradise. The sea breeze carries with it the invigorating scent of salt and adventure, making every stroke a joyful dance with the waves.