A Door to Redemption...

Bias, a subtle continuum,

A spectrum of views that defy us,

A rippled chaotic delirium,

A system of clues that belie us.

Bias is just an invention,

A barrier of luck to divide us.

A phantom born of misconceptions,

A journey that will always guide us.

Bias is an intermission,

A veil of obscuring reflection.

A key always seeking permission,

To open the door of redemption.