Gossip, Nobody's Friend, by Anonymous

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Brother in ISLAM
My name is gossip.

I have no respect for justice.

I maim without killing.

I break hearts and ruin lives.

I am cunning and malicious and gather strength with age.

The more I am quoted the more I am believed.

I flourish at every level of society.

My victims are helpless.

They cannot protect themselves against me because I have no name and no face.

To track me down is impossible for you.

The harder you try, the more elusive I become.

I am nobody's friend.

Once I tarnish a reputation, it is never the same.

I topple governments and wreck marriages.

I ruin careers and cause sleepless nights, heartache and indigestion.

I spawn suspicion and generate grief.

I make innocent people cry in their pillows.

Even my name hisses. I am called Gossip.

Office gossip. Shop gossip. Party gossip. Telephone gossip.

I make headlines and headaches.

Before you repeat a story ask yourself, is it true?

Is it fair? Is it necessary? If not--- KEEP IT TO YOURSELF!

If you spend as much time praying as you do talking about others behind their backs,

you would be further ahead Spiritually.
 
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