Jumbled Thoughts

 

Jumbled Thoughts   Thoughts go flying far asunder--- Some adverse as war's own plunder. Few agree and none affirm; Yet, they season grown to term. Animosity is born Nurtured from a plea, forlorn. Some accept its bitter taste, Though authentic, still's a waste. Minds attracted to such pacts May adhere to misused facts. What's authentic, plain, or real Breathes astonishing appeal!