A Little Breath Of Scandal

A little breath of scandal,
And a pair of eager ears.
Suddenly a public tale is told,
That only fades after many years.
 
The breaking of a doomed soul,
With old friends passing by.
A little breath fanned by the breeze,
I wonder wonder why.
 
A little act of kindness,
Where are those eager ears.
Where is that breeze to circulate,
It might live through the years.
 
For little deeds mean nothing,
Only nasty rumours fly.
It seems all wrong, but is it so,
I wonder wonder why...