I have no respect for justice
I maim without killing
I break hearts and ruin lives.
I am cunning and malicious and gather strength with age
The more I am quoted the more I am believed.
I flourish at every level of society.
My victims are helpless.
They cannot protect themselves against me because I have no face
I am impossible to track
The harder you try, the more elusive i become
I am nobody’s friend.
Once I tarnish a reputation, it is never the same
I topple all and wreck marriages
I ruin careers and cause sleepless nights, heartaches
I spawn suspicion and generate grief.
I make innocent people cry in their pillows
Even my name hisses. I am called Gossip
I Gossip everywhere.
Before you repeat a story!
Ask yourself, is it true?
Is it fair?
Is it necessary?
If not! !
Please keep it to yourself! !
If you spend sometime praying instead of gossiping
You will be Spiritually ahead.
very nice.once we got trapped in it there is no escape.liked it.
Ah, I perceive that you have been a victim. So Sorry. A well writen poem. The subject word is the protagonist. How Cleaver. Read mine - A Writer's Dilemma - Adeline
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really a poignant piece on gossip written with clarity of thought and mind.