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Word Hobo Mar 2018
Seb's young fertile face beamed African royalty
even in the penury of this Nigerian refugee camp.
Her mother's downcast eyes shunned the camera's querying lens,
while Seb's, "I-love-you", eyes were welcoming.

Seb's eyes were as blossom-petaled obsidian pools,
each pierced by the light of a distant star.
Her blackness did not succumb to woeful displacement,
but shone with the promise of an overcoming spirit;
for a Mother's prayers were writ in the marrow of her bones.

Born with a tenacity to love,
her young heart leaped out through trusting inquisitive eyes.
Her tongue, budding out of rich dark faced soil, seemed eager
to taste the sweet juices that her spirited-eyes promised;
smiling, "l love you", behind barbed wired love-me-nots.

Seb was a child . . . full of joyful expectations.
A child who did not choose this world;
'tho born of a Spirit conceived to love . . .
to love the . . . hell . . . out from her world.


gv 4.2015  Word Hobo

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(Note: This piece came out of seeing this fascinating photograph
by Sebastian Rich,  of Seb clinging to her Mother in a camp for displaced Nigerians.)

Link to this Photo of Seb and her Mother:

http://www.abc.net.au/news/2016-04-26/infectious-and-innocent-smiles-from-war-zones/7355958

Scroll down to Ninth Photo
Caption  :  A Nigerian child in a UNICEF clinic, who was finally on the road to a full recovery after suffering from severe acute malnutrition. Her unprompted smile filled my lens.


I would encourage all to visit the website of Sebastian Rich.  His heart-gripping photography is incredibly moving and meaningful.

sabastianrichphotography.com.
Link to this Photo of Seb and her Mother:

http://www.abc.net.au/news/2016-04-26/infectious-and-innocent-smiles-from-war-zones/7355958

Scroll down to Ninth Photo
Caption  :  A Nigerian child in a UNICEF clinic, who was finally on the road to a full recovery after suffering from severe acute malnutrition. Her unprompted smile filled my lens.
Grace Walker  Dec 2012
Travel
Grace Walker Dec 2012
Sebastian:
-Boy, straight
-Struggling to start fresh.
-Mother OD
-Father left
-Discovered a month later, taken into DHS.
-Sister never heard from again.
-Loyal, caring, courageous, angry

Ares:
-Girl, straight
-Unhappy arranged marriage
-Secret husband(real lover) & their baby died in car accident on their way to elope.
-Struggling to find something real in this cruel world.
-Cowardly, depressed, serious, kind, truthful

Aurora:
-Girl, lesbian
-Troublemaker, selfish, strategist, funny

Set in the future. (Maybe 2098) Weaponry is silently deadly, electric shocks, nerve guns, mind control. Bullets that ******* from the outside with electric shocks, and bullets that **** from the inside with micro killers that prey on your brain and disassemble your neural pathways. etc. Normal guns still exist, too.

Intergalactic events: NegEarth is at war with an alien race called the ALIENS. (Can't think of a name now.)

Worldly events:
Politics are mainly for social media, the country is run by dictators.

Current events:
King of Kennelly (All western states) is on his deathbed. With no heir to the throne, who will take his place? Lots of competition in that area, very dangerous mafia activity.

Lyanos (All northern states) is the richest and quietest province.

Nianna (All eastern states) has been locked in a civil war since the king came to power in 2075.

Tabbalt (All southern states) is the least populated. Radiation from The Uprising(2015) lingers still. The zone has been blocked off to keep the air clean for other areas. (Secret area)

They meet as Seb moves into Ares dome(apt like buildings) next door. They get along, but neither of them wants anything more. Later, Ares' ex-girlfriend shows up in trouble. Ares cannot turn her back on Aurora, she admires her too much. Aurora is free, while Ares is chained in family affairs, it also turns out that Aurora is Sebs sister. She's gotten into a bad situation with gangs and there's only three things to do.
One: Confront them and beg for forgiveness. (Sebs choice.)
Two: Fight. (Auroras choice.)
Three: Run. (Ares choice.)
They all confront the boss asking for forgiveness, but have to escape for their lives. They did all three and each learned something about themselves and others.

They flee the state, hitchhiking on trains in the sky, visiting 21st century ruins, joining an intergalactic circus, and returning with a priceless object, that turns out to be an ALIEN hatchling.

They follow the hatchling to Tabbalt and get caught up in top secret government (I wouldn't call it government, per say, because the government is now a joke. More like one person wants all the power for himself and is behind these things.) affairs. It seems like it's up to them to save the world. They encounter many problems and create solutions all the while learning important lessons. Losing friends and gaining experience in the process.

Seb falls in love with a woman on the adventure, Aurora grows up (and hits on Sebs girl trololo), and Ares marries as her parents wish. She makes the best of the situation that she didn't have control over, and in a sense is happy overall to be with her family and to accept the Kennelly throne to help better NegEarth and create relations with the ALIENS.

Side notes:
Does Ares tell her family about her late husband?
Does Ares child survive?
How does Seb get with another woman when the obvious love interest is Ares?
What Aurora do to get in trouble?
Do they find their father? How? Is he in good health? (Maybe works in the circus?)

Grace
6/17/2012
12/12/2012
Mitchell  Dec 2017
Seb
Mitchell Dec 2017
Seb
Seb had never bought a train ticket before. He'd bought a plane ticket, a movie ticket, paid a parking ticket, but never a train ticket. He'd tried to do it online, but his credit card was maxed and his checking account was closed, so his only option was to pawn his PS4, the promise ring his ex-girlfriend had given back to him, and return the college textbooks he wasn't going to use. That and a few other knick-knacks he traded in at Buffalo Exchange Clothing pulled $300, enough for a one-way from Chicago to San Francisco with $67.45 leftover. Luckily, he'd quit smoking.
Seb Tha Guru Feb 2019
I was always told to stay out of my head.

Lately I decay in bed.

Hoping and wishing I gain motivation but everything I say is unheard.

I know one’s love and commitment can turn into something like a sickness and even addictions that I’ve never seen.

What if I told you one of my symptoms was tripping?

A side effect is over reacting on things that are never seemingly that deep.

What if I exposed all my feelings and all of my addictions?

What if the prescription is you?

I’m a custom to being broken and running from things that I know can help me.

Deep down I seek to be pure, whole again.

I often get sad on my own,

So much anger has grown but I’ve shown lately..
that I am ok.

Wishing the small things would go my way.

Hoping the benefits I reap and my efforts one day bear fruit.
And only multiply.

Uncertainty is at an all time high.

Love is at an all time low.
Myself, well I’m just mediocre.
I got as much lucky as a kid at recess trying to find a four leaf clover.

Perhaps I just need closure, from everything I ever would cling to.

Evolving.
However, growing pains are constant.
The roller coaster never ends on this ride.
Choose wisely when purchasing the ticket.

Truly Yours, Seb
Seb Garcia Oct 2010
"Friendship is like ******* on yourself, everyone can see it but only you get that warm feelings, and sometimes it stings when it hits wounds."

2."Love is like diarrhea, it comes out a lot at first, get less and less until it stops and you hurt inside"
Seb Tha Guru Dec 2018
She is love and pain.
She is evil and spiteful.
She is my future.
Ella Gwen  May 2015
Love letters.
Ella Gwen May 2015
Dear Seb,
My infatuation with you did not impress.

Dear Josh,
We were 5000 feet above sea level, with a fear of heights.
Desperation fuelled the climb.

Dear Dave,
You were my first love.
You chew me up and refuse to spit me out.

Dear Dan,
I am sorry.

Dear Alex,
You should be sorry.
Black and purple did not suit my skin.

Dear Shea,
We tried too hard.
We lived in too many shadows.

Dear Dave,
I cannot get you out of my bones.
You squat beneath my ribcage.

Dear Craig,
You gave me disillusion with meaningful words.
I tried to love you.

Dear Joe,
You are breathtaking and the everything of everything.
And I do not know how to be enough.

Dear Keith,
Why did we do it?

Dear Theo,
I would have broken that softness in your eyes.

Dear Dave,
Your indelible imprint colours everything I do.

Dear Cameron,
You are my what's next.

Dear Joe,
You stroked my hand and my hair to wake me.
You are afraid of me.

Dear Dave,
I still remember every word.
Every one.

Dear Lucas,
In my head we had infinity.

Dear Matthew,
I was a vacuum in your life.
Together we were less than nothing.

Dear Joe,
You are the birds singing at dawn.
Why do you want me?

Dear Dave,
I still remember.
Seb Tha Guru Dec 2018
Lately they’re tripping on Seb.
Lately they all want him dead.
Lately he’s been taking meds.
How much for your soul wasn’t theirs.
Look at the horns and their scared,
like I was the monster that’s under their beds.
When they were kids,
their dreams are deferred, in humbling waters they tread.

Lately I haven’t been smiling.
Putting my mind in alignment.
Thoughts are real loud but I’m silent.
Don’t have the time for rewinding.
Lately I haven’t been joking.
Keep to myself, and I hate being open.
Lately I haven’t been smoking.
Hit me a black and a ***** start choking.
Picked like flower, I’m chosen.
Heart feeling jaded, I’m broken.
Shy but my poems’ outspoken.
All of them serve you token.

I sit all alone on these rainy days;
Earthly temptations are getting controlling.
Sooner or later I’ll fade away, but for now I’m just waiting my moment.
Emerald Sapani Oct 2013
Miles and miles and miles away,
is a big lovely place we like to play,
we jump and bounce,
we we spin and ponce,
all in the middle row's house

Daisy,Zack,Seb and Fi,
we all wonder so dearly,
how they are such a fabulous family,
And we wonder in the middle row's house

Meanwhile downstairs the adults are all fine
until they start drinking sebastian's posh wine ,
suddenly everyones up and dancing,
their all drunk and some are prancing,
They drink in the middle rows house

Upstairs the kids play and play
Maybe they think it's the only way,
say play Ava say play
Everyone plays in the middle row's house

WE ALL LOVE THE MIDDLE ROWS
Calli Kirra Sep 2013
We party, we rage, ain't it all so great?
So much fun, so above
But now Sugey and Seb, they're both dead
And pretty Savannah is in a hospital bed
Wires and tubes, I think of me and you
How it coulda been us, under an unforgiving moon
The car on fire, hot with teen desire
To run around, don't come down
All alone all together in a masked- up city
But this time the morning after is way worse than ******
"You and me Soph, we got invited there"
And I had put on mascara and done my hair
So crazy, so surreal
And it happened so quick
Now pretty party-queen Savannah?
She has to live with it
Seb Tha Guru  Jan 2019
The Review
Seb Tha Guru Jan 2019
I was the one with the dreams.
I was the one with the schemes.
Battling things on my own, feelings alone but I had a whole team.
I never said anything.
Move in silence, do my own things.
Trying to find my way to millions.
Trying to spread my own wings.

Bad habits for daily routines.
I’m always running from therapy.
Losing my balance while searching for clarity.
Now, they tell me I lack motivation,
I was just anticipating and waiting.
Waiting for timing and something,
I had no clue what it was and somehow I was losing myself.

Reforming my brand, destined and full of success.
Branches but aren’t any leaves.

I needed help.
I wouldn’t accept it, people were turning their back on me.
Act as if it didn’t matter.
My insides were shattered.
I stay to myself and now look what I got.
Use to think I was worthless believe it or not.
Now I really open my notebook and jot.

Praying for Dre because they want him to rot.
Praying for Seb because he wants his spot.
Pray for Amodre, he messed up his shots of going to college, succeeding and winning a lot.
Maleek doesn’t know if he’s human or not.
This clarity came and it got myself closer.
I needed closure from things I was burying deep down inside while destroying myself.

Grow out my hair.
Stack up my wealth.
Practicing loving myself and my health.
Watching for snakes, I’ve been working on stealth.
Playing the hand and the cards that I’m dealt.

Built for success.
Been on the road of becoming goat, I must confess.
Passing the tests that the lord has given before disappearing to catch up on rest.
Seb Tha Guru Mar 2018
Lately, I been in a different mind frame.
I been writing poems trying to change the game.
Lately, I been thinking bout the bigger picture.
Thinking that my ****** really ain’t my ******.
Lately I been feeling I should give it up.
Thoughts be on a high while I smoke a blunt.
I been scheming.
I been tweaking.
Heineken drinking.
Making plays through the week and chilling on the weekend.

Lately I been trippin I been acting different.
I been acting fake busy, I been working on the mission.
Been feeling bossy, Randy Mossy,
Shout out P Rock.
**** these, suburban *** ******, go hang on the block.
My mama and my baby mama say I’m acting distant.
But really, I just been taking care of most my business.
For TDS,
**** all the the rest,
Like it’s no other way.
I been Lowkey, ain’t made a post in days.
I’m talking 1 week,
2 weeks,
Maybe a month.
I been stuffing all of my demons in the back of trunks.
Tryna put my son and sisters in a good position.
So they ain’t gotta worry bout no other *****.
I’m trying to teach them now not to trust ******.
I’ll be everything they need,
They can count on me.
Don’t worry bout them they with me
I’ll be all they need.
Just know if you cross them;
Then you cross me.

It’s Pressure.
This for all the people that’s gonna rep us.
Everybody telling me I’m next up.
I gotta stay strong through it all
And act like I ain’t going through it all.
Through this pressure.








But the devil is the driver;
I can’t get no higher.
Asking how much is your soul to be the top buyer.
Him and the angels in my favor, they point out the liars.
Down to the wire,
I’m the decided,
Seb now retires.

— The End —