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		<description>The original writings of author BruceJackson</description>
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			<title>Diego Speaks to Frida of Love</title>
			<description>The famed dual of Diego Rivera and Frida Kahlo was just as fiery as it was famous.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/949438/</link>
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			<title>Some Say So</title>
			<description>Skeptics say that such things can't be.The truth is that they just can't see.Critics say that things should not be so.They say so as if they know.Naysayers say both &quot;Nay&quot; and &quot;No.&quot;That's what they say no matter which way you go.&amp;nbsp;Listen to them if you dare.Listen to them if you c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/861316/</link>
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			<title>Within This Storm</title>
			<description>Consider how you would weather the loss of your true love.  Could you stand within the storm?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/848333/</link>
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			<title>Partial to Partiality</title>
			<description>This puts a different spin on being partial.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/704574/</link>
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			<title>This Day</title>
			<description>Imagine if you got your wish for a day.  Would it be like today? Imagine how it would turn out.  Would it be like you always dreamed or different? I wonder. . .</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/694804/</link>
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			<title>Who is Your Mama</title>
			<description>This is for all of my brothers and sisters who could have been raised by the system but someone else stepped up and stepped in.  Thank God for your special surrogates.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/688759/</link>
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			<title>Manifestations</title>
			<description>We are not all of what we are intended to be.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/687667/</link>
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			<title> Impressive with Incident</title>
			<description>We may not be as popular as we would like to be.  Once we reach a certain level of it, we either seek to find a solitary moment of peace or we just can't get enough of being desired and sought out.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/687566/</link>
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			<title>An Everlasting Escape</title>
			<description>Hear her story and see the reflection of many of the urban wasteland.  What will be their route of escape from the turmoil and the torment?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/685235/</link>
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			<title>To Live as Men</title>
			<description>A old Civil Rights image had a man with a sign bearing the proclamation: I AM A MAN.  The image stirred something within me as I saw it again.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/683097/</link>
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			<title>Unrecorded</title>
			<description>The history of many of the lives in the past remains a mystery to us due to the way records were kept. It is written in the form of a dialectic poem much like Langston Hughes' Jess B. Simples.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/682222/</link>
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			<title>Never That</title>
			<description>Acceptance can be overshadowed by euphemisms and niceties that truly deceive us of the reality of how things really are.  It can definitely rock one's world.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/682027/</link>
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			<title>Freely Spoken</title>
			<description>Freedom seems to be like something natural.  The sentiments of inequality and oppression are the things that war against man's very nature.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/681418/</link>
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			<title>Hope for a Homeland</title>
			<description>Even once set free, many enslaved Africans did not leave the plantation or go far from it.  Although freedom came to them, many had known no other home but there.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/679901/</link>
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			<title>To Those Who Feel Differently</title>
			<description>We shy away from what has offended others, but we must remain who we are.  These words collectively echo those of H. Rap Brown, Dick Gregory, Malcolm X's &quot;The Ballot or the Bullet,&quot; and 
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/679229/</link>
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			<title>Freedom's Train</title>
			<description>Freedom is a destination, not a dream.  Let's get on board to reach the destination together.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/678601/</link>
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			<title>Under the Weight</title>
			<description>Under the weight of all of the pressure some folks just simply seem to crack and lose it.  Don't be so quick to judge.  Yours may just get a little heavier before you know it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/678426/</link>
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			<title>Done Wrong</title>
			<description>Justice is only part of the missing pieces of the puzzle for our children.  Let us pray that we make our children a priority as Jawanzaa Kunjufu has urged us as parents.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/677886/</link>
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			<title>On a Freedom Ride</title>
			<description>This serves as a poetic journey of time travel, eclipsing Jim Crow and the antebellum years of slavery in America, utilizing a twist on the term &quot;freedom ride&quot; from the 1960's Civil Rights Movement.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/676849/</link>
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			<title>Exported</title>
			<description>This piece was written in response to an in-depth conversation on abolition and the toll of enslavement on people of color, African Americans in particular.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/676560/</link>
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			<title>Color Me Beautiful</title>
			<description>Here is a poem that speaks of the beauty of women of color.  Be blessed by this today.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/675874/</link>
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			<title>No One Knows Her</title>
			<description>Here is a poem about a nameless woman</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/673840/</link>
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			<title>Is There a Word?</title>
			<description>The question is oftentimes posed as souls seek and search for answers from above.  The poem addresses and seeks to answer that there is a word, the Word of God Himself.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/RevBruce/673640/</link>
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