Rumors Flew

Whispers in the shadows, a story takes flight, A rumour spun, a web of deceit, a venomous bite. It starts with a glance, a word out of place, A seed of doubt planted, a rumour takes chase. From whispers to shouts, it spreads like wildfire, Igniting suspicion, fueling the pyre. Truth is distorted, twisted and spun, A tapestry of lies, under the sun. Innocence tarnished, reputations fall, A rumour's cruel hand, a shadow on all. The damage it wreaks, a silent despair, Leaving behind wreckage, beyond compare. But hold on to reason, don't let it consume, Seek the truth, let the light overcome. For rumours are fragile, like cobwebs they break, When confronted with truth, they fade and they shake. So be wary of whispers, the stories untold, For truth is a beacon, a story to behold. Don't let the rumour's grip, your mind enslave, Choose wisdom and truth, the power to save.