Me and my inner bunny,
always at loggerheads;
me wanting to try fresh solutions to existing situations,
he insisting on going by the book.
He resides in my brain,
hops and skips at the slightest nudge;
pushes me into a flight or fight mode,
takes control of my ability to judge.
He tends to have a fixed opinion,
about everything that happens around;
he dissuades me from re-assessing the situation,
and exercising my choices abound.
Some call it the inner critic,
others call it judgement;
Whatever you call it, it is there, and it is important,
my stress response it augments.
My little bunny rabbit,
I want you to know that I am the person in control;
I know you are an important part of me,
in guiding and warning me, you have a key role.
But not all times are so desperate,
and not all situations so black and white;
Everyone at all times is neither good or bad,
nor are all people wrong or right.
Be empathetic and understand,
other person’s point of view;
and enjoy the world become a better place,
for me and for you.
Everyone has their set of trials,
and turbulences in their life;
everything has an amicable solution,
no need for unnecessary strife.
So, thank you but no thanks,
keep your actions a low key;
drop the judgements for me and others,
life without grudges is welcoming me.
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Your poem reminds me of the cognitive biases we carry around in our brains that affect our day-to-day decisions and behavior: https://bit.ly/3edmH1k