Bias Poems - Poems about Bias

away from the unconscious bias in the world i escape my comfort zone and open up my mind and my heart new ways of doing introduce themselves to me new worlds worth seeing welcomes me with unexpected open arms new people with interesting personalities meaningfully school me as well as own me with the best intent tears flow rather freely...

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We weave opinions like threads in a loom, each strand steeped in the waters of fear, each dye is drawn from the wells of desire, stitched by unseen hands that pull the loom taut— a tapestry frayed, its truths tangled, warped beneath the weight of all we refuse to bear. We claim to know the facts, but knowledge is a restless shadow, twisting...

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Truth beyond bias in belief and perception ...

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Honest salesman is a semi-oxymoron Just like an honest politician Please do not laugh, all lawyers or Accountants are not crooks. When the door Is wide open a mouse, a rat, a cockroach Would me more than happy to approach Some politicians have tried to be better And more credible. Some are men/women of honor However, others are pathological liars They are professionals who...

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Ad Hoc Ad Litem: CHAPTER 1 Conscious/ness is a product of decisive reasoning; a sound mind, and based on scientific averages, a standard knowledge of what is right and, what is wrong. 1] As a preteen from the California Bay Area for my high school years at...

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---unconscious bias I crawl as my tongue slither back forth lies and untruths, my rock heart, my mouth spews -out disproportionately facts represented or excluded from certain roles my verbal statement of reform mine associations we hold I and my friends (I mean fiends) be a sign of ---unconscious bias Who are we as I and we snap judgments? Assessments,...

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It's a rather complicated experience to explain on paper, but I shall make my best attempt. Some years ago, there was a Presidential candidate. I shall make my point without any identifications. So much of who we are and how we think lie beneath the surface and often go undetected by us and others. Case in point. For no apparent...

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Written: September 08, 2024 For Edward Ibeh Contest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He has blue eyes and lovely blond hair, Curls rose above his pink and pretty ware. Do not mention his background or affairs, With Africa by people who settled there. His...

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Innocence. Dissonance. A mind in puzzle pieces- The poisoned family tree has reaches; Narcissism. Derision. A rampant spreading fire- All the leaves of a mask they acquire: An intergenerational sexist pattern flow It only takes one person to really know. Unaware. Despair. Trapped like a bird in a cage- Delayed in the development stages; Shame. Self-blame. Adopting the toxic character- Hoping to start a...

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I forgive the stars sleeping in nothingness, too afraid to embrace eclipsed spheres….. In the midst of sweltering gloaming, I ascend, obscured and tarnished, like a tainted trinket lost in the tangerine haze. For I’ve long been burning ...

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Child when born is born to a culture Loves to smile, feels safe with familiar face Parents think hard to give a good name Search, consult, decide, toss for one pretty First name, easy to choose middle name last name. For grace they name after lineage Who dealt with hardships to earn such good name And had lived a good life, with virtue Or...

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In the quiet hush of morning light, He stares at her with tender eyes, A face familiar, yet out of sight, In the fog where all memory lies. Her voice, a melody he once knew, Now stirs something deep inside, A warmth, a pull, a feeling new, Or perhaps, an echo that won’t subside. She smiles, a tear begins to trace, The lines of...

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Bias lurks beneath our outward veneer, unaware. It hinders our sight, raising unseen walls. None without exemption is prone to bias. It is natural and it creeps into our minds, unseen. Like the ripples of a silent stream, it causes wavelets, Shaping our views from a distorted angle, Limiting our sight into fleeting glimpses, partial and blur. We should be able to...

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Beneath the surface where thoughts often stray, Lies a bias that colors our view each day. Invisible threads weave through the mind, Shaping perceptions we're blind to find. We see through lenses that age has stained, Distorting the world with judgments ingrained. The mirror reflects a skewed truth's face, A filtered reality, a hidden disgrace. History’s shadows linger, stark and clear, Biases persist though...

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Life slithers satisfied in the self-made narrow furrow, I incise in the known terrain to travel to tomorrow. The journey I waver to take beyond the familiarity, for the company of kinship is a kind of security. The challenges of the unknown build impediment, I strive boldly, but can't cross even being confident. I may try to change the course...

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