buffeted, spinning
sometimes in the middle
riding the tempest
caught in the maelstrom
holding on for dear life
yanked, twisted,
wanting only to listen
to advocate for justice
for peace in this moment
warring factions swinging
battle lives written,
hardened,
in the midst of the
conflagration
standing in the crucible,
the storm
the fire of passion,
position,
in the switchbacks of
conversation
some picking hard sides
polar opposites
is this the model
the way of empathy
hearing divergent voices
needing to reach consensus
but not valuing their
feelings
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Edited
April 12, 2013
“riding
the tempest”
Edited
April 12, 2013
“standing
in the crucible – v2”
edited
April 12, 2013
“standing
in the crucible”
edited
April 12, 2013
“In
the middle of conflict – v2”
April
12, 2013
“In
the middle of conflict”
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