Feeding Time

America tends to instill racism in the neophytes It is fed three times a day on a plate of belligerence Possessing an insatiable and unrestrained appetite It’s a well-known pedigree, a hybrid of malevolence Its ravenous sharp teeth tear innocent flesh asunder Unable to provide I.D. except by tattoos or dentures At feeding time, nothing satisfies the pangs of hunger The breeders of this species also refuse to censure It devours those who feed it and becomes their feast Don’t get so comfortable that you forget what you fed One thing for sure is that you can’t tame a wild beast It’s no house pet; it consumes souls; this half-bred Hate feed this glutton; its depravity is out of control The redder the meat, the more it demands to consume Emerging from its dark lair, it embarks on a daily patrol It easily feeds off those in churches and classrooms