Building Affinity

War is a wasted land,

a wounded state where none may truly live,

so may not be defended;

whose deep ravines, made from dry, parted lips,

wide, fearful eyes, and broken homesteads,

are empty of prophet, in death, devoid of meaning;

where the very skin of earth is cut,

and love lies bombed and bleeding.

But

Courage can be a capital city

a freehold space where opponents come to sit

and hope be ever mended;

whose public belvederes and bowers, made strong

by transparent rumination and debate

all teem with life, in truth, where words have meaning;

where the very heart of earth is put,

and peace upheld with feeling.

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Julia Dean-Richards

Julia is a writer and performer living in the Shropshire hills. Her writing is a product and expression of the love she has found whilst journeying through the most difficult times of her life.

3 thoughts on “Building Affinity”

  1. This should be the ideal mind, Julia. Wars and borders have created the separation, cruel separation. You rightly declared: “courage can be a capital city.”
    Humanity has to live.

      1. Words have a life of their own, and if you write such aspects of life, then you are giving a strong hold for the voice to reach out — crossing every boundaries, and merging with the universality.
        Yes, we do need to find new ways to walk together, and such collective thoughts can lead slowly to a new rise.

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