Confidence, or Lack Thereof

Doubt weasles in
Borne on the sound waves
Unleashed by careless tounges.

Why must hopes, dreams
Be tested by chance offerings
Of the most mundane fools.

If no, it may be, or yes
Let the verdict be spoken
In reverence,  by the revered.

Not tossed in gossipy tones
Hitting it's target like tossed refuse
Slung by the insignificant.