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!