Breadfruit
A walk to your former life
Presents a major threat
When you were the secret writing
On the underside of a bread
I went down to the marketplace
There was the neighbor’s dog
It’s illiterate
And I should have stopped
I’m the demon of the pit
And I cannot read or write
I am enthroned to decide
If you live or die
He was dressed in a turban
And kicked a cat’s head
He said: Tell me the secrets
From the underside of the bread