Tuesday, 3 February 2009

Gossip poem

My name is Gossip. 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.
My victims are helpless.
They cannot protect themselves against me because
I have no name and no face.
To trap 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 ruin careers and cause sleepless nights,
heartaches and indigestion.
I make innocent people cry in their pillows.
Even my name hisses.
I am called Gossip.
I make headlines and headaches.
Before you repeat a story, ask yourself:
Is it true? Is it harmless? Is it necessary?
(Author Unknown)


sunny said...

Ya satir!

Habibti said...

this poem is so true we should stop gossiping

Empress Anisa said...

Absolutely wonderful post... I hope everyone reads it!

Umm Khadijah said...

Habibti/Empress Anisa - Insha Allaah it will be a reminder for myself and others, gossiping is dangerous stuff!subhanAllaah

Anonymous said...

Sooo tru Jizak'Allahu khar sis, great poem i'll post it on my Facebook, insha'Allah!