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