Taken Away Poem by Dee Jay Consuelo

My voice has been taken away taken away
My words have gone astray gone astray
I work so hard everyday
Just for this administrators to take it away

You can understand my intelligence
Intel inside, information deliverance
The fact of the matter is the matter of fact
Once you go on this road, there's no going back

Everyday you can be a goat or a toad
but any day your on this road, where your coat
sometimes it gets cold, the bread molds
Back on the street, this hand you fold

Knowing there's something more in the future
The thought is ripe and a bit peculiar
Yet I bet I wont forget what you said
When said step until you rep your debt

Sometimes you **** and others you ****
Some mother ****** thinks he can *****
And you ***** these fake *** ******
Until they understand, until they *****