![]() Gossiper OgresA Poem by Quilled_Penman![]() Gossip can lead to bullying the vulnerable.![]() Gossiper Ogres Gossiper ogres have to rattle, Breeze into our lives to inflict, Undermine anybody they can, Imprinting their sourly verdict. They’ve said we’re bad-seeds, Dropped some bombs on you, Stretched their version of truth, Then concoct anything untrue. Rumour and those depravities, Starting from one bitter person, Tearing despicable open scars, Slamming merry-hearts broken. Resentment becomes the key, Indiscriminately they will spew, Jealousy carved a foul course, Dumping ogre-pains onto you. Tramping someone downward, Denouncing to see the reprisal, A sickness shaming our world, They’ll claim in guiltless denial. Whisperings of wily-ogres sting, Just as the invisible heartaches. Maybe it’ll bunch their numbers, Snarling at-us similar mistakes? As kindness persists abolished, Angry ogres rally in agreement, Thinking their wrath isn’t wrong, Of betrayal and bad judgement. How can they celebrate a victory, Drawing the first innocent blood? Do ogres feel better themselves, When they emit that lousy crud? Do not be corrupted by an ogre, Slinging mud-about like a sleuth, You’ll get burned in the scheme, Neglecting honour and the truth. Watch them parade indifference, Finding there’s an-ogre backlash, Depicting confident they’re guilty, Dooming brazen-ogres abashed. Savour your time gossiper ogres, Life may not lend you any favour Your spree-itch detaches shortly, Crushing hard by-a savvy gamer. June-11-2013 by Quilled_Penman©Glen King © 2013 Quilled_PenmanReviews
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StatsAuthor![]() Quilled_PenmanToronto, Ontario, CanadaAboutHello everyone! My name is Glen, but you can call me Hawk. I'm a poet loving what life has graciously given me. I write poetry about scenery, love, pain, and humour. I've been writing for three years .. more..Writing
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