Poetry of Kansas

Slander

VILE poison from the depth of hell,
    Belched forth from Satan's realm;
Most blasting curse that e'er befell
    To mortal's earthly realm.
 
Sweet rosy youth with prospects bright,
    With naught of fault to dread,
Have felt the hiss of Slander's tongue,
    And down to ruin led.
 
Dark shades of sadness o'er them bring,
    And dooms them to dismay;
Bright hopes and prospects from them wing
    Their flight within a day.
 
Cursed the subtle, wiry fiend,
    Whose prattling tongue destroys
The life, the happiness of one,
    And all his friends annoys.

__James A. DeMoss

 

Kansas Zephyrs
James A. DeMoss
(Thayer, Kansas: ___. 1892)
Page 37

 
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