Gossipers

Gossipers Alas! my ears All these years Have been made to hear Words of those from afar and near Making many to shed tears Those from afar and near Said of those close to me and dear Things that I never wanted to hear I heard them say... “ He has blundered!” “His blunder is plunder... Let us tear him assunder” Secretly they plotted They whispered, “this mischieve of his never keep it under” Discreetly concorted they slander Diligently they sowed the seeds Forgetting their own misdeeds! Like wild fire Scorching nature’s natural attire Their paloured slander Relentlessly Spread ‘til every ear heard And every tongue said “Uuh! What a shame to his name” The victim of their game Restless became In the avalanche of the same Slander he could not stem He regreted...” I was careless... Look now, I am in a terrible mess”