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. 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 ruin marriages.

I end ministries set up by God.

I ruin careers and cause sleepless nights, heartache and

indigestion.

I spawn suspicion and generate grief.

I make headlines, headaches and heartaches.

I make innocent people cry in their pillows.

Even my name hisses.

 

A forward man soweth strife: and a whisperer separateth chief friends.  Proverbs 16:28

Where no wood is, there the fire goeth out: so where there is no talebearer, the strife ceaseth. As coals are to burning coals, and wood to fire; so is a contentious man to kindle strife. The words of a talebearer are as wounds, and they go down into the innermost parts of the belly.

Proverbs 26:20-22

 

An hypocrite with his mouth destroyeth his neighbor: but through knowledge shall the just be delivered.  Proverbs 11:9