Subjectivity

For life is subjectivity.

We handle things objectively
When they do not belong to us;
But yet, the things we’re subject to,
We don’t so lightly then discuss

For life is subjectivity;
What’s felt is not to be dismissed,
Imposing a reality
Whose presence we cannot resist

So some will not hear what we say,
‘Objective’ theories they’ll dispense;
But subjectivity has sway
And robs their words
Of any
Sense

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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