Capo di Tutto Capis
Two mobsters
holed up, each in his own fastness,
Like Moran
on the North Side and Capone
In the
South. There’s the Bear who claims to own
The East,
while the one who’s tame hoods address
As the Eagle,
keeps the West Side firmly
In his grip
through the protection racket
He runs.
Each of them knows what to expect
Straying on
the other’s territory,
But both harbour
an insistent desire
To encroach,
snatching at their rival’s patch,
Utterly careless,
in the plans they hatch,
Of bloody
casualties caught in their crossfire.
Each feels exalted
on his lofty perch,
Loved by his
people and blessed by his Church.
D. A.
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