I surely felt uneasy

As I walked into the room.

The folks had all been gossiping

And my mind was full of gloom.

It wasn’t true, but the false report

Thrust a dagger to my heart.

A lonely feeling came to me

As it did right from the start

How could people treat folk so,

And exchange those vicious lies!

I am trying to treat the ones I meet

With encouraging replies.

The trouble is with gossip

Bad news spreads far and wide.

Soon the damage can’t be fixed at all

On that friend close by your side.

So today I don’t point fingers

Since I learned this truth to see

When I point my Finger straight at you,

There are three which point to me!

–by Chaplain Don, 1984