The Words That Hurt

A person starts a rumor and it spreads, It spreads like fire fueled by diesel gas, It leaves people crying in their beds, The fire spreads faster on very dry grass, The time passes by but nothing changes, The receivers of abuse get no help, They don’t like to have hurtful exchanges, They don’t like to shout, they don’t want to yelp, As time proceeds the pain will not die down, It will keep on going until the end, In their tears they will eventually drown, Little do they know help’s around the bend, God heard all of their countless fearful cries, They no longer live with tears in their eyes.