Amerindian

Cassava o thou bitter root so poisonous to all afoot resembling some gnarled wood gives no reason why you should think that it holds food so good 2 all my life i've been fed from early morn until time for bed with kadakura and a pepper o so red no word of protest was ever said as i sat and ate my cassava bread 3 in waving fields of delicate green the women work betwix and between in times of plenty and times of lean the bounty of the harvest can be seen in the making of cassava and farine 4 there can be no better fare the Amerindian people always swear be it bushcow or labba or deer when its time to eat cassava is there who have ears listen and hear.

By Thomas Rodrigues from Moruca