You sign a contract

They tell you to move

You write a letter

You get no response

You write a letter

You get no response

You write a letter

You get no response

You write a letter, electronic as the three in the beginning, to many people

You get no response

You write a letter, electronic as the three in the beginning, to many people

You get no response

You write a letter, electronic as the three in the beginning, to many people

You get no response

About now the people in charge are getting their lies mixed up

You write a letter, electronic as the three in the beginning, to many people

And things start happening

People are treating you with kindness when they are usually neutral

But you want to get to the bottom of this and get justice

You won’t get justice but maybe a small slice of the pie

You taste the pie it tastes good

You got a little of what you wanted

With the pen

Physical fighting seems antiquated anyways

But neither any mention keeps you safe

Yes I have been through this type of thing

Usually I let my feelings swing

But with age and actual experience, you get good at it

Let the bureaucracy get up, make a few phone calls, then once again, sit their habit