Intellectually I understand
That biases should have little place
In my perception of the world
But the reality that I face
Is that biases sneak in somehow
Embed themselves without a sound
In the recess of my subconscious mind
I know my judgment they confound
Such that I, often imperceptibly
End up practicing discrimination
I don’t realize until I receive
From someone else an insinuation
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A fair person I consider myself to be
Knowing I am biased pinches me..
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Quite wildly then I fantasize
If my biases I could externalize
Wear them as clothes that could be
Washed in the waters of impartiality
Then I would wring out, dry and wear
A garment unbiased and fair
See the world and its denizens
Through an impartial lens..
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Since real-life solutions are
Much more complicated by far
To let go of my biases I need
To interact more widely indeed
With people who are as different as can be
In language, religion, political affiliation, from me
To understand and connect at a level more deep
Let go of differences, the universal tenets of humanity keep….
Passion...unbridled 