Seditionist

 In the eyes of the world, a Seditionist I became,

My words, rooted in love, universal and unchained.

 

They threatened arrest, a felon among the good,

Yet my voice spoke with concern, only misunderstood.

 

A grifter they claimed, a man merely winging it,

Aren't we all navigating life, bit by bit?

 

Enough is enough, I resolved in my heart,

No more would I bear their mean-spirited art.

 

With firm gentleness, I approached, undeterred,

Confronting their error, my truth to be heard.

 

They had the wrong person, but a thought lingered still,

Was there truth in their words, a lesson to distil?