The Gossip Poem

My name is gossip;

I have no respect for justice

I break hearts and run lives

I am cunning, 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 againt me because

I have no name and no face

To track me down is impossible

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 governments and wreck marriages

I run careers and cause sleepless nights, headaches and indigestion

I spawn suspicion and generate grief

I make innocent people cry in their pillows

Even my name hisses

I am called as GOSSIP

Office gossip

Shop gossip

Party gossip

Telephone gossip

I make headlines and headaches

Remember, when you repeat a story, ask yourself

Is it true?

Is it fair?

Is it necessary?

If not, do not repeat it.