The Rumor That Flew

April 28, 2017
By maddiechuley BRONZE, Caledonia , Michigan
maddiechuley BRONZE, Caledonia , Michigan
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If we really know who people are
why do we treat them like it’s impossible to scar
cracks a fake smile
tells you they’re fine
any sign of pain
simply denied
you hear things about them
and assume they are true
but never stopped to think
it was a rumor that flew
around the world
and now it’s reached you
but instead of doing anything
you tell someone new
it’s impossible to keep a secret
just hoping you won’t spread a lie
you see them hurt,
tears fill their eyes
how could someone become so broken
so blackened inside
what happened to them
it only takes a lie
a lie that was spread
far from the truth
and though you could’ve done something
you spread it too
you say that you know them
but is that really true
or is the only thing you really know
is the rumor that flew

The author's comments:

In middle school and I think during any school career, rumors and lies that spread can really effect someone and their confidence. It's especially important for people to know that they could be a bystander to someone getting hurt by something that possibly isn't true, and when it falls into their hands they have a choice to throw it away or pass it on. Unfortunately with our crave of knowing everything and hearing the drama we usually spread it, which could be incredibly painful. It's also so amazing how quickly a rumor can spread and the victim is left with nothing but to hear it all. My poem sets a scene for someone in the position of knowing that someone is hurt and when recieved a rumor about them they feel deeply remorceful for them but in turn spread it too. 

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YLOiler said...
on Oct. 27 2017 at 11:12 pm
Maddie, this is a beautiful poem.. you're amazing. Keep putting the words down.. people need to hear them!
Love you-

andyt said...
on May. 11 2017 at 2:15 pm
My vote is for Madison !

Juli said...
on May. 10 2017 at 10:09 am
By the way, I am Joyce's daughter, whose birthday you share!

Juli said...
on May. 10 2017 at 10:07 am
I am so touched by the depth of this poem. Many of us do not realize the power we have when presented with a rumor. It's time to shop the hurting and start behaving like the loving human beings God created. Thank you for the reminder.

Melinda said...
on May. 9 2017 at 7:14 pm
Pretty deep for so young

Aunt Cool said...
on May. 8 2017 at 3:25 pm
Excellent poem and how true!! We have a choice. Make the right one.


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