Why in the world there is bias?
Big city, small town, foreign country, own land!
Why in the world there is bias?
A new sort of need, or just something grand?


Your stretch your eyes to canthi like demon,
Out of crowned head with uncombed judgement, your tongue hisses.
Hisses with pride.  A snake acting like a lion!
You overstep bounds.  You favor, oh Bias, no more no less.


You let the wicked beam in innocence.
Unholy glee, you hear.  Bullies and disrespect, you cheer.
Alas!  With tear dripped off the nose of one who sins
You voice out.  Act out.  The truth, you miss out.


Grab the steering wheel.  "Turn left, turn right"
You control.  You're second best.
Pretender!  You overpower than one with might.
Rumor, you believe.  You settle with it, and rest..


Why in the world there is bias?
Big city, small town, foreign country, own land!
Why in the world there is bias?
When it happens, don't ask..