Liar Liar Pants on Fire

I overheard a conversation today, wasn’t eavesdropping or snooping.. Really!
You know those snippets you hear between tunes on your iPod that little bit of quiet
Turn off the volume hoping no one sees then I listen intently
 
Watching their faces light up as they gossip about some poor friend
Animated hands whipping this way and that the more excited they get
Their expressions change as they tell one another the tale of woe
 
Pursed lips, innuendo, pointing and the patting of arms when a lethal point sit struck home
I fear for this person, the obituary they write for her life, stones cast, guilty before charges answered
There is no shame amongst this group, loud and venomous, violently verbally
 
I look down at my lap and shake my head, turn up the volume again to restore my sanity.