Rumors

Why do people always gotta cause trouble?

And when you think it’s over it not, it’s double.

People hear a rumor and it spreads like wildfire,

They don’t even stop to think if it came from a liar.

As long as it’s not about them they don’t care,

They spread it from town to town, everywhere.

Killing your reputation, making you a whore,

And their nosy minds crave more and more.

They want to know everything that goes on.

Calling their friends and family on the phone,

Spreading the rumors, accusations, the lies.

Not caring that’s leading someone to an early demise.

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Christine Alexander's picture

I think the words flow well in this poem; and the last line is true. Rumors can cause people to die early from health problems and unjust results and, sometimes, suicide. Rumors are all destructive because they aren't the truth. This is a universal problem and the poet captures how rumors pick up speed with the use of her words. I enjoyed reading this poem and I had a laugh of recognition; like,