Behind the hedge

Our vision obscured, we peer, we strain

To see what’s behind the hedge. 

We preconceived what our eyes should see,

Prejudge what lies there hiding, waiting.

Our bias is so strong as to obscure

What’s there, like a hedge of our own making.

We could get closer,

If we wanted to, but

Maybe we prefer this view that is under

Our control.

Didn’t we spend all this time learning

Nonverbal cultural cues so as to be able

To discriminate.

To separate into categories.

To make quick superficial judgements 

Of others.

Maybe we should look over the hedge

Instead of trying to see through it, 

But first we must acknowledge its presence.

  
Small Town Boy

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