Biased Poems | Examples


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Premium Member Biased am I not but so are you

Without bias
 I think not
Energy: Green renewable
Atomic coal hydro electric
Gender: male female 
shemale hemale
Androgynous other than
Can you be what you think
Can we think the world
The cosmos
Can you write reality
Can we write the world
The future
God gods Christianity 
World religions
Did not we write those
Create divisions in
The multitude 
Is there a creator of
The universe
Is creation finished
Or did 3I Atlas 
Spread some 
More seed 
We all have a bias
Like we have a heart

Premium Member Them and Us

We might feel a bit too biased 
About the communism doctrine
Though we won’t be too surprised
To find it’s the same old scheme 
We were living through and through
Earning, spending, gaining weight 
In a slowly moving queue 
Checking in before it’s late 
That’s what communism about
And its twin capitalism
Sadly they can’t live without
Their shared corruption scheme
Brother communism is cheaper
You don’t have to pay a lot
And in case you won’t look deeper
You can get most that you want
But you wouldn’t need too much
As the ones who think they’re free 
We concur in such-and-such 
With the reds to make our fee
Not too small, just by occasion
And for ages it’s the same
We could be a worthy nation
But the government’s too lame.

Premium Member Love is Biased

Let us try
petal picks -
she loves me

loves me not
she loves me
loves me not

you cheated
flower has
five petals


Premium Member Biased

It's a misfortune that company's are biased to individuals who are more then qualified for the job, yet their skin color or sex is against them

Biased

There is a fast voice
echoing like a screech
alarming
that nothing now night
or a beast could hunt
now turn
or reverse the bear
since we are some fair
ones free.

Premium Member Beware of Biased Journalism

Many of my friends no longer watch network news 
Disgruntled by conflicting prejudicial reports 
Beholden to their network’s particular political views. 

Eyewitness accounts are dulled from retorts 
By “talking heads” paid for “expert” commentary 
Disgruntled by conflicting prejudicial reports 

Over the years we have all grown wary 
Of wealthy news media moguls, and such, 
By “talking heads” paid for “expert” commentary 

We have closed our minds to anyone out-of-touch 
With rational ways of looking at current events 
Of wealthy news media moguls, and such, 

Many listen to other friends’ informed comments 
Who get their news from more trustworthy sources 
With rational ways of looking at current events 

It is difficult to find the most reliable resources 
Many of my friends no longer watch network news 
Who get their news from more trustworthy sources 
Beholden to their network’s particular political views. 


April 28, 2021


Premium Member Too Often Biased

All
                                                 of
                                            us should
                                             be equal
                                      before the law, but 
                                  we're only equal if justice
                     is truly blind, yet too often that is not the case -- 
  Too often judges or judgment is biased, and innocent people are jailed or die
                                                


                                      January 04, 2019
      Entry in Writing Challenge January, 2019 - Fibonacci - Poetry Contest
                                     Sponsor: Dear Heart

Premium Member Biased, Perhaps

My son Scottie turned out to be an amazing chef
Whatever dish he concocts, it's up there with the best
Know not where it's from
But it's up with my thumb
Deserves the World Culinary Award he's up to the test

Biased

Biased
She wants a child but not a man
Only his seed will do
And when the child is born she’ll say
’Sweetheart it’s me and you
We’ll be a team, you’ll be my prince
Or princess’, if it’s a she
’My child, you’ll be completely mine
I’ll raise you to be free
A girl with an independent mind
Or a boy with manly traits
I’ll show the world how great I am’
What a fantasy she creates!
And in her longing for a child
Repercussions she ignores
What matters most of all to her
Is that she wins and scores
She’s adamant to show them all
That a woman can be boss
Of her body, her mind, and her own life
Who says she’s at a loss?
So now we have a brand-new breed
Let’s see how they adjust
They will be spoiled and pampered too
Because they were a must
The father figure was erased
His input was not needed
For times have changed and the father role
Has now been superseded
Poor little boys and little girls
What will become of you?
May happiness keep you company
Pray grief does not ensue.
But as the lack of fathers
Becomes more obvious with time
This biased planning proves to be
A faulty paradigm.

Wendy Nipas

Biased Creativity

Take 5-
A step back
Your distortion of reality
Deteriorating subconsciously
Unable to distinguish fact from fantasy
It’s not so bad –
Living in your imagination
What’s real or a hallucination
My mind is trampled with anticipation
Body facing ablation
Tortuous mind, its obligation
To dissipate the stagnation
Of a creative mind-
Obliteration of the finest
But hell, my own mind is biased

Biased

BIASED
THE LIFE HAS BEEN RUINED 
LIKE AN OLD MANOR,
THE ALFRESCO HAD TURNED
INTO SIRROCO OF LIFE.

IT HAS GIVEN ME  THE
MASOCHISH OF LIFE.
IT HAS BEEN RUINED LIKE
GHATS OF GANGES
BY  PREACHERS  WHO ARE  
FAKE TO THE WORLD.

THE LIFE HAS ANGINA
WITH BOULEVARD OF 
NO FUTURE.

THE BELL LOST ITS RING,
AMETHYST LOST ITS 
COLOR,
I HAVE BAD PIEANO NOTES 
ON MY FINGER.

THE COLOR OF RAINBOW
IS BIASED,
LIKE ME.
WHICH HAS NO REASON 
TO CHANGE.

THE FEEL IS GIVING 
ME COUP DE GRACE
EVERY MOMENT OF LIFE 
AGAIN N AGAIN.

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