Through the shattered lens, we see the world,
A prism of bias, a tale unfurled.
Shadows cast on hearts so bright,
Blinding truth, distorting light.
Prejudice whispers in the quiet night,
Painting lives in black and white.
Stories lost, unheard, untold,
In the harsh grip of a bias so bold.
Minds cloaked in a veil so thin,
Judging faces, not the soul within.
Echoes of division, loud and clear,
Building walls of unfounded fear.
Yet hope remains in hearts that dare,
To break the chains of bias, to care.
A world united, hand in hand,
Beyond prejudice, together we stand.