Poem
Tamara Thompson
Chimpmunka Publishing Author
"Gossip Kills"
-a form of bullying-
I sit in quiet and watch the crowd,
their voices becoming angry and for me way to loud.
I wait for the gossip to end,
snickering in corners, while I thought we were friends.
You may not know, but it hurts me so,
to be laughed at and taunted-"You think I don't know?"
Brushed aside for no reason, just a turn of the season.
I try to be kind, you just say "Never Mind!"
No one is perfect this I know for sure,
Gossip kills, comes back to YOU two fold.
You are opening the gate, for you too will be laughed at with hate.
It doesn't feel nice, to be picked a part you will see, you just wait.
When you are alone and no one seems to care,
that is when you know the burning of a nothers stare.
So please bite you toungue, this room is quite small,
I can hear everything you are saying, from this side of the wall.
How hard is it to be nice, say hello-How are you?
It makes a nicer day, not having to feel like a fool.
It washes off my back anyway, I know to whom I am adored.
For them I count my blessings, and believe in love forevermore.
Stop the gossip please, it is a silent killer with no sound,
Just one loud voice, shouting out loud.
How would you feel, to be pointed upon, and shunned aside,
It doesn't feel nice, Gossip is just a bunch of LIES.
So stop lying to yourself and others you like to tell,
Gossip will kill others silently, sorry to say, but you as well!
Tamara Thompson
Author
Poems of a Codependant
Happy Birthday Jack
Before You Were Born
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