Speak Sister! Speak!

Let me articulate my admission
Spout the tales of a language musician
and assert my position
With no vocal inhibition

Or
I cud brAke it daown oldschool
speak like I did in the streets
Talk the tongue of the ghetto
Sputter out the broken vocabulary of the street rats

Or
I can speak like the white folk from down south
words slurred past understanding
Talkin like what you yougins call a hic
Speakin like I came down the redneck riviara

Or
I could like Oh my God speak like the valley kids
With WTF codewords and pointless babble
like with a high screeching voices
and like totally brainless speech

Or
I could speak in grunts and growls like neanderthal sports men
Or
I could speak refined and with class similar to corporate CEO's
Or
I could simply speak with....

my own tongue,
my own mind,
                                  using,
my own thoughts,
and my own words,
all without your judgement
on how
or why
or to whom
I choose to vocally express myself