Would love to read the paper after this…..
A poem I wrote as a preface to a paper for a presuppositional apologetics class.
The Myth of Neutrality
Common thought in coffee shops,
Where cream is stirred, along with thoughts.
This notion of neutrality.
The battle with truth rages,
Suppressed indeed, ne’er evaded.
The foolish soul is restless still.
Minds swim in a caffeine sea,
“I’m not biased, be more like me!”
This foolish common argument.
This loud thrashing, drowning man,
Red-handed caught with contraband.
He’s never neutral, nor are we.