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			<title>In the abundance of fear</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Surround yourself as ye willFear is most afeard of effort&amp;nbsp;Keep the gate as ye mayEffort is that which uproots fear&amp;nbsp;Raise high the walls as ye wantFear is by effort escaped&amp;nbsp;Fear boasts great thingsYet is he by effort tempered&amp;nbsp;In the ..</description>
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			<title>Sleep the dance of death</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Of a truth did the ancients counselHe that knoweth not deathShould consider sleep&amp;nbsp;Sleep is the image of deathIt is the dance of man with the Grim ReaperWhose outcome is to none revealed&amp;nbsp;Sleep is death ensampledThe mirror image of mortalitySleep i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkwamena/304234/</link>
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			<title>Teach us to number our pain</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There is the instruction of painSent to those tormented by fearFor the object of pain if long sufferedIs to secure that which is precious&amp;nbsp;Pain by his natureIs dressed like a woman in travailMerciless and enduringVanquished by persistence&amp;nbsp;Pain by his cons..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkwamena/304230/</link>
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			<title>Eve's Serpent</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I recount the manner of the SerpentWho crept on his belly and was from the beginning numberedWho with the astonishment of an apple beguiled Eve our MotherWho absconded the Garden of EdenWho from Moses rod mesmerized and bewildered PharaohWho became a scourge of veno..</description>
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			<title>Yaa Asantewaa and the Whiteman</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Yaa Asantewaa and the Whiteman&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lsquo;Muntie asem a aba yi&amp;n..</description>
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			<title>Tomorrow</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Yesterday belongs to allToday is the jealous oneAnd God lives in tomorrow&amp;nbsp;Yesterday has made the acquaintance of all Today decides you or IAnd tomorrow is by God surprised&amp;nbsp;Yesterday all have tastedToday pleases whom he lovesAnd tomorrow waits upo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkwamena/295697/</link>
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			<title>Mami-Water</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mami-WaterHalf-human, half-fishMermaid with the face of an angelAnd diabolical as LuciferFrom&amp;nbsp;waist upA damsel most magnificentFrom long tail to waistWily fish indwelling the deepest seasShe appears when summonedBy the incantations and magical shenanigansOf t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkwamena/287893/</link>
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			<title>Mami-Water</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mami-WaterHalf-human, half-fishMermaid with the face of an angelAnd diabolical as LuciferFrom&amp;nbsp;waist upA damsel most magnificentFrom long tail to waistWily fish indwelling the deepest seasShe appears when summonedBy the incantations and magical shenanigansOf t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkwamena/287892/</link>
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			<title>Let my people go; Obama leaves Egypt</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Let my people go: Obama leaves Egypt &amp;nbsp;In EgyptMoses turned his rod into a snakeAnd in IowaObama turned into a fairytaleIn New Hampshire he walked backwardsAnd Pharaoh&amp;rsquo;s magicians also turned their rods into snakesBut Moses serpent swallowed the othe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkwamena/283317/</link>
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			<title>Fatamata's Dream</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The Baobab tree whispered to Fatamata'Come little oneSit under my shadeRest your weary feetI will cast a deep sleep over youAnd seal your instruction'Fatamata loosened the thongs of her sandalsSat under the Baobab treeAnd soon fell into a deep sleepAkin to d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkwamena/271616/</link>
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			<title>Akwasi Broni Nyame: The Whiteman's God</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ye nim ne frititiOboadee Nyame a oboo mframaAkwasi mma ye no na ye ne No bo nkomoAkwasi mma ye no na ye ne No edidi bomAkwasi mma ye no na yebo mpae kyere NoTweredua Ampon NyameOna obo soro ne asase&amp;nbsp;Akwasi baa ye&amp;nbsp;ose obekyere yen NyameAkwasi baa ye..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkwamena/270095/</link>
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			<title>The word of God corrupts; the word of God corrupts absolutely</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I have by a terrible malady been afflictedLike the plagues of old I thought this would soon passI would in time be restoredTo my hearty estate of oldI was ill-preparedFor the fury to comeI had no ideaThe disaster to unfoldMy defenses were overturnedBy the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkwamena/265699/</link>
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			<title>I know why Mars is red</title>
			<description>How the Planet Mars got its' red color</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkwamena/264517/</link>
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			<title>When I was little (three)</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;When I was little (three)&amp;nbsp;When I was littleI used to whistle at nightAnd when I whistled loud at nightThey told me quick to shushOr the mean little dwarfsWould whisk me forever away&amp;nbsp;Now that I am biggerI no longer whistle at nightBut if and when I doNo one t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkwamena/263658/</link>
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			<title>When I was little (Two)</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;When I was littleAnytime the rain fellAnd the sun shone brightAll at the same timeWe used to singIn the deep part of the forestA new leopard had come into the world&amp;nbsp;Now that I am biggerAnytime the rain fallsAnd the sun shines brightAll at the same timeI say to my..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkwamena/263413/</link>
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			<title>Six Words</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Six Words&amp;nbsp;The eternal quest of man is thisTo Recollect past conversationsSweet musings of the Distant pastDialoguing with He whom he was One&amp;nbsp;When as yet he remained unformedUnable to pierce the Opaque fog of forgetfullnessHe Demands from his soul images of remembran..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkwamena/262652/</link>
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			<title>When I was little</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;When I was little (one)&amp;nbsp;When I was littleI asked who made GodThey told me not to askBecause my mind would run awayAnd so I asked no more&amp;nbsp;Now that I am biggerI know who made GodThe world made GodAnd God made the worldMy mind is still here&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Gather up the fragments</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Gather up the fragments&amp;nbsp;Gather your grapes unto the winepressKeep all your goods in one placeFasten every idea to thine heartWatch steadfastly over your loaves of breadPreserve your sustenanceScatter not your resourcesRefine your talentArrange the union..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkwamena/262577/</link>
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			<title>Arise, anoint him; for this is he</title>
			<description>This poem is about ignoring outward appearances and making right decisions</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mkwamena/262226/</link>
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