Hows this poem and is in the right form?

Question

Our innocence has been striped

Before our toes can feel the grip

Of the ground below us

Taken from our mothers t*t

And made to run this fools race before our time

Turned to whores ran by pimps

They put fools gold upon our lips

To taste the riches they want us to chase

We are runners in a rat’s race

With out a name upon our face

So even if we win we won’t be placed

Because we have been changed

By this sinners game

So much we are not the same

As we once were

We are in a game that can not be won

Where peasants are pawns

Controlled by kings on velvet thrones

Out of reach from this mans moans

When he cries for the death of our innocence

Answer 1

It's very interesting - it sounds as if it was written in anger...

I don't know what particular form you were going for, but if you wanted free verse, it sort of is as far as the arrangement of the verses.  As for the verses themelves, you might want to even out the number of lines in each one to make it read a little better.  Good job:)