Chagrin Ingrained In Gossip Poem by John Sensele

Clip wings of gossip to sleep
Adding value to excess time in your hands
Or else sorrow for company you'll keep
Drilling holes in the busybody brands

You promote
Flying lies from ear to ear
As if the mundane mote
You seize tightly dries the tear

You can't hide
When alone it dawns
On you astride
Truth and lie zones

Echoing the ambiguity
Paining and straining the hollowness
Gossip garnishes in the futility
Increasing the egregious emptiness

Chasing the breath of the faith
Evaporating from your skin
When you chase without success wealth and health
As long as in your life gossip and sin remain keen.