The symposium of thoughts
That are reviled in life,
Does not take up much room
In idle chatter concerning them.
We are bound by thoughts
That we can express with conviction.
That have been scrubbed clean
Before they are ever uttered.
Hypocrasy is never slanted
As its aim is always true to its mark.
O let the people on the side of the left
Whimper and groan about being mistreated.
hug
Kathy
Ron
Love ya!
Jane