Biased Poems - Poems about Biased

With one hand laid upon the Holy book The new Judge raises her other hand high. She swears an oath that millions before her promised: Faithful service, unbiased justice, no compromise. I, Hannah Duggan, do solemnly swear That I will...

Continue reading...

A wandering and biased opinion makes its way through the shadows of my mind, where a languid bracelet, like a silver serpent, slides along the bare wrist, unable to truly embrace the fragile curve of destiny that seems to slip through fingers; this bracelet, a circle of eternity that clings to time but loses it at the same...

Continue reading...

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...

Continue reading...

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....

Continue reading...

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...

Continue reading...

All of ...

Continue reading...

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...

Continue reading...

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...

Continue reading...

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...

Continue reading...

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...

Continue reading...