Of Ridicule And Rumors Poem by Dyhanara Rios

Well I’m glad I quit the choir,
Now I’m free of all their evil;
Or so I thought.

Today they weren’t the problem, though;
It was the conductor causing all the trouble.
The choir girls finally found light in their hearts,
But the instructor had gone insane.
(Well, I’m glad I’m not there today!)

A close friend of mine is now a victim
Of ridicule and rumors.
But worst of all, they talk behind her back.
This story has happened sometime before;
That’s right, this happened to me before.
(History repeats itself again!)

I would try to tell her all that I’ve heard,
But the last time I said anything,
I was misunderstood
And the rumors began.
All I can do is wish the best of luck
To my poor choir friend.