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May your demise be an emblem of finality and change to the history of black oppression and racial division in the United States of America, and one which will inspire human equality worldwide. – Ian T. Sebàs –

There’s a man who sits under a bridge
It seems, to me, that’s where he lives
Month after month, year after year
Without fail, he’s always there

Just sitting on his own
With a few belongings
Valued essential things

And every time I passes by
I’m tempted to stop and say hi
He seems sane
And I’d like to know his name

His story
Is it one of pain or tantalizing glory?
Is he lost or consciously on track?
Why is he under that bridge in Spreitenbach?
© Ian T. Sebàs 2020

Tormented by an invisible force
Taking souls as it takes its course
An unfortunate plague and tragedy
Nature’s rage v man’s conspiracy

Though frightening and apparently new
Its behavioral patterns mirror the flu
Targeting our respiratory tracts
With silent but lethal attacks

Causing us to cough and sneeze
Tightening chest, struggles to breathe
Gripping bodies with fever
Temperatures heightens with its lever

Human beings now share the same tasks
Daily routines turns to wearing face masks
Prioritizing the washing of hands
Plus a precautionary social distance

Enemy code name: Covid-19
Remedy: maintain a healthy hygiene

© Ian T. Sebàs 2020

Spain has been on my bucket list of places to visit for the longest time, and after cancelling two previously planned trips to Barcelona, I must admit that Spain, though not forgotten, found its way low on my bucket list.

But in 2020, when a dear friend of mine, who often visits Tenerife, suggested that my wife and I should merge with her trip to Tenerife in February, I thought that it was not a bad idea; after all, Tenerife is technically Spain, being the largest of the Canary Islands and I’d always wanted to visit Spain.

So, suddenly Spain was next in line of my bucket list places to visit, and almost immediately I booked our flights and accommodation. We had quite a bit of wiggle room too, the comfort of three weeks before departure allowed us to create an itinerary of things to do, what to take with us and which souvenirs to buy.

Apart from the obvious souvenirs such as t-shirts, keychains and a pen, because I always buy a pen whenever I visit a new country, on our list of souvenirs this time were two fedora-styled straw hats, to cover my bald head and block the sun from our faces.

And just like that, hats were added to get from Tenerife.

But little did my wife and I know that the quest to find these two hats would propel into a negative experience.

We eventually arrived in Tenerife and it was as exciting to us as it would be for anyone who escaped the cold in Switzerland for some tropical warmth.

It was Summer in Springtime as our arrival day in Tenerife was on the last day of February.

The skies were lit with the sun, its rays radiantly sparked down on us as I showed my appreciation by taking a shirtless stroll outside of our rented apartment and by the pool, soaking up every second of heat.

But it was on Day 2 in Tenerife when all three of us decided to visit Los Cristianos, for the day, a more touristy side of the island; after all, when we had researched Tenerife via YouTube, it was there where we saw stalls selling the hats.

So, our plan was to rent a sun lounger for our friend, who wanted to sunbathe, then my wife and I would go sightseeing around the city, before meeting up with our friend again for lunch; souvenirs would be purchased wherever and whenever we happened to come across them.

We arrived into the city of Los Cristianos by the local bus and immediately, equipped with my Canon 80D, I began snapping away, capturing images of the city, my wife and our friend.

Within twelve minutes of our walk from the bus stop, we were in the buzzing section of tourists, bars, restaurants and of course, souvenir shops.

It was clear that my wife’s eyes caught the hats that we wanted, as she took lead and strutted headed into the direction of a storefront signposted “Souvenirs Portobello”, meanwhile I continued to capture her moments on camera. My snaps were from the moment my wife began to verge towards the shop, to her picking up the hat, looking on the tag and putting it on, then all of a sudden this happened…

Watch the video which led up to the actual moment.

It was an unforeseen incident, sparked from ridiculousness, fumed by a contrast of mental disorder, possibly racism, obviously illiteracy and clearly a lack of customer service.

Still, it was a minute measure against my time on the island, and although distasteful, it did not weigh on my overall view, and I would recommend others to visit Tenerife, whether or not it is on one’s bucket list.

© Ian T. Sebàs 2020

To be ‘Farrin Minded’ (having the desire to migrate permanently) has been embedded in the Jamaican culture, for as long as I have known it, and by the time most Jamaicans are in the first grade of primary schools, they possess an overbearing burning desire to live in a foreign country.

And although ‘foreign’ is correctly defined as all other countries outside of one’s homeland, ‘farrin’, when mentioned by Jamaicans often refers to the United States of America, Canada and the United Kingdom, respectively. All other countries are seen, by Jamaicans, as ‘second-grade farrin’.

This burning desire to migrate spawns from Jamaica’s longstanding history of having an unstable economy, which in turn results in most of the country’s inhabitants being poverty stricken and desperate for a way out.

Of the desired three countries, the United States of America is closest in distance to Jamaica and possesses a thriving economy, which promises an abundance of opportunities.

And for this reason, the U.S. has been the number one desired foreign destination for migrating Jamaicans, resulting in hundreds of thousands of Jamaicans becoming permanent residents and naturalized citizens of the United States. Among the Jamaican expats in the US, there are thousands of illegal immigrants too, who either entered the United States illegally and or overstayed their prescribed time on short-term visas.

Despite their legal or illegal presence in the United States, Jamaicans are there to stay, with most having no desire of ever living in Jamaica again.

But along with making the United States of America their new home, it has been transparent that most Jamaicans in the United States of America suffer from Stockholm Syndrome.

“Stockholm Syndrome” refers to a psychological phenomenon of a relationship, when victims adore, praise or sympathize with their persecutor.

Jamaicans are naturally boastful people and any level of gravitation towards a perceived betterment is usually used as a reason to show-off, so, living in the United States of America is not only seen as a better chance for livelihood, by them, but it is also seen as having a bragging right over Jamaicans deemed stuck on their native island.

Thus, even though after moving to the United States of America, most Jamaicans are affected by culture shocks before becoming victims of societal prejudices, it is being preferred by Jamaicans living in the United States of America to accept, turn a blind eye or sugar-coat their realities.

© Ian T. Sebàs 2019

closed eyes

Seeing Souls

I am blind to features
I hear and feel, but never see
God’s creatures
My sight sees a black hole
Flickering lights, representing souls
Powered to be pure
Worthy to explore
Close your eyes
Rid all whys
See no more
Blindness is a cure.

© Ian T. Sebàs 2019