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Irony

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Come Back

Your essence lingers

Like the smell of a fireplace during our nights in Winter

A radiant flare, fiery but warm

An unsteady dance, a weakening charm

Spooned, with a tune, until the moon subsides

Breathing says we’d be leaving, although still side by side

Snore opened a door to a distant land

Conjured seas and fine white sand

A tranquil escapade, captured as a view

Surreal existence with no me nor you

A rising sun, its dominating presence

Reminds me of you and your overwhelming essence

Then a flickering, a scramble of what I feel

Fascination, imagination, a question of real

My eyes now open, I can see your face

Fast asleep, maybe on my beach, giving me space.

© Ian T. Sebàs 2018

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The book, “Jamaicans: Subjects or Citizens” is a sweeping, revisionist history that deconstructs the narrative of Jamaican independence, tracing the island’s systemic exploitation from its earliest recorded history to its current geopolitical struggles. By unearthing foundational documents and analyzing modern political policies, Ian T. Sebàs argues that Jamaica’s transition from a colony to an independent nation was merely cosmetic, masking a continuous thread of imperial subjugation that persists today.

The book opens with a deep dive into the earliest archeological and written records of the island, starting with the ancient Redware culture and the subsequent Taíno civilization. Sebàs examines the initial shock of European contact, analyzing the brutal documents of the Spanish conquest and the subsequent British seizure of the island, establishing how Jamaica was systematically structured as a wealth-extraction machine based on forced labor.

Ultimately, the book serves as an urgent manifesto for true self-determination. The author concludes that the only genuine antidote to centuries of systemic exploitation—and the only real cure for the political and psychological inertia holding the nation back—is a total severance of colonial ties and a definitive transition to a fully sovereign Republic.

Download the book now on Amazon Kindle.

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Rebirth

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ITS A Book of Quotes (Kindle)

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Jamaica Coke Rush (Kindle)

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Carmine

I am sorry that we didn’t make amends

And that in the end we were never friends

I am sorry that the life you had was all you knew

Because there is so much that I wanted to share with you

I am sorry that time never waited

And our acquaintance went unappreciated

I am sorry that we had so much differences

And other people were our better preferences

I am sorry and had been long ashamed

That only in past tense were reference of our names

I am sorry that I missed your last episode

And that all, except me, was a part of the crowd

I am sorry, but I am thankful that we met

Because my knowledge of you isn’t consumed with regret

I am sorry that we chose different sides of the fence

And that you weren’t aware of how often your words were my reference

I am sorry that there’s no second chance

No other moment to tell you thanks

For being you until the end of your time

A shiny bright crimson pigment, my Carmine.

© Ian T. Sebàs 2022

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Pride vs Prudence