Cannibal Poem by Cassanndra King

Cannibal



You fester
diluted piece of flesh
meat to feed the fire with
let the slaves give the gold and you'll live in your
well lit hell

lock the craver in its sell
let is hunger till death dwell
feed your slaves stale bread
waist your money on furnishings
and 'finer things'

Feed that hunger
deep devour till the kingdoms whole you've dug
for the grave stone will not give all you desire
your cannibalism will devour.

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