Opinions 😉

If we assimilate opinion
From sources of similarity
Then opinions will be influenced
By the views these sources see.
But if we broaden our horizons
Or acknowledge our own dearth,
Then new perspectives on our opinions
Will subsequently be unearthed
And as such these new opinions
Whether they shift or stay the same,
May then recognise the bias
That exists in what we claim.
For a forged opinion may come out of
What we know or think we know.
But these notions in all fairness
May be flawed or need to grow!
And thus whilst knowledge, by definition,
Maybe true, it may be wise
To recognise that opinion’s truth values
Come in more than just one size.

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A Fable

A Fable

Four little starlings
Sat all in a row
Up high upon the aerial
Thinking where to go

Three tweeted all together
Hatching a plan of where to fly
Yet one would not play ball
And flew off alone into the sky

He flew towards the sun
Intent that he knew best
Proud that he was his own bird
Independent of the rest

He ignored the other three
Who tweeted ‘come back here’
But Derek (we’ll call him that)
Thought ‘I’ve got this, don’t you fear’

Soaring on the wind, 
He puffed himself with glee
“I’m so much better than those others
So much greater than those three!”

His ego was astonishing
His arrogance complete
Yet sadly he would not listen 
Why the other three did tweet 

For the sun, as he perceived it
Was not the sun at all
But a ball of fluffy ginger cat
Who became Derek’s downfall!

And in an instant with a huge pounce
Up high into the blue
Poor Derek met his comeuppance
And became this cats new chew! 

So the moral of this story
Is listen to the team
For their perspective maybe the ticket 
That helps you reach your dream!

Mirrors

There are mirrors that make you look big
There are mirrors that make you look small
There are mirrors that make you look round
Like a bulbous rotund bouncy ball

But the mirrors I think I like best
Are the eyes that reflect what’s within
Like a mirror that sees all that’s hidden
Caring not if you’re fat or you’re thin

Bigoted Boy

Bigoted boy
With your views all awry
No compassion nor care
So much hatred – I cry

So much venom in young blood
So much failure to see
The bigger picture in life
Lacking integrity

For your judgements disclose
Discrimination and more
Prejudice, contempt, meanness
A heart that is poor

That lacks real understanding
A spirit that’s broke
That’s cruel and unworthy
That throttles and chokes

That hurts the world and her people
For bigoted boy
Your tactics just stink
Don’t build up but destroy

For they damn any hope
Any truth; any love
And miss the altitudes view
When we look from above!

So take just a moment
To think if you will
To step back and consider
With less dogma still

And know that perfection
Just doesn’t exist
As your bigotry’s proved
Now ain’t that the twist!

What is Justice?

Is justice but a construct
Or a perspective?
A ruling maybe in the face of naivety
Or the foundation stone of truth?
Is it built on the footings of wealth
That damn the poor
Or still offer a bedrock of fairness
In a prejudicial world?
What is justice
Is it good, bad or indifferent?
Does it reside in impartiality?
Not anymore!

By https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/User:Lonpicman [CC BY-SA 3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons

The Subjective View

The subjective view
Is is right? Is it true?
Or a ruse to convince you and me
As perspective contorts
And is all out of sorts
Whilst losing objectivity