Disturbance

Some of the thoughts that run through my head from day by day.

They call me Disturbance, for I am a problem,
A problem to all who think I am vile.
I speak my mind, for it is free, I head the words that come out of me,
For I am Disturbance, and that is what you can call me.

I am not a Conservative, for that is too bland,
I am not a Liberal, I choose to stay my hand.
I am not the left nor the right, nor the middle, because I think they are scared to fight.
I am a freethinker, and these are the words that I sing,
For I am Disturbance, and that is what they call me.

I choose a thoughtful God, one that is not organized,
One that is natural, and cannot be seen with normal eyes.
The universe itself, is a manifestation of this,
A manifestation that can be felt, in every kiss.
PanDeism they say, is my way.
For I am Disturbance, and this is what I say.

I capture stares, for my views,
But for those that know this is not news.
If you see or hear me, please, don't raise an alarm.
For I am Disturbance, and I mean no harm.