corner boy cannibals

disciples of gangsters
who left blood and beef as legacies
find they own hunger
that says 'I don't give a fuck'
it feeds on swagger
cannabis & carelessness
wears masks that grin and grind
hope to the consistency of stale grits left on the bowl
jackals on the corner
waiting to savage sensibilities
a slice of the pie ain't nothing
when you can feast on the baker
and how do you get rid of them
these corner boy cannibals
when they feed on compassion
and communities
like snack boxes out of Harold's
licking their chops in pride
how do you get rid of them
when they still look like
their grade school pictures?