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Aug 2018
I don’t want to talk about your sister,
Nor hear about someone’s secret mister.

I don’t even care what your neighbor did,
Grow up and stop acting like a foolish kid.

They can dress in green and act like an elf,
I will not answer for anyone except myself.

You call on the phone to say did you hear,
When I say I don’t need to, I mean it dear.

Don’t stand on my lawn or lean on my fence,
Talking about others not there for defense.

I hear enough rumors on myself not true,
I realize I should never listen to anyone or you.

My children are older and out on their own,
At me cast no stone for they are now grown.

Rumors break my heart and make me feel ill,
Different strokes for different folks is free will.

I try to live my life like judgement day is near,
No need for gossip or lies bending my ear.

Heaven or Hell is right around the bend,
The one and true judge will rule at the end.

Do as you wish and leave me out in the cold,
At the pearly gates I desire to stand bold.

I pray those who feel they are above them all,
Our sins will be judged at the final curtain call.

We will stand one by one before the Master,
Pray for those that you feel their life is a disaster.

VLK
Written by
Vicki Kilgore
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