Dem attack dia neighbour from rite, but dem still dey hongry. Dem chop dia neighbour from left, but dem nor beleful. Dem even dey chop dia own shidren join.
E go skata dem like pot wey fall press each oda kon break. Na so too shidren go bi to dia papa and mama. I nor go pity or sorry for dem. I must distroy dem and nor-tin go fit stop mi.”
Si, Oga God! Why Yu dey ponish us like dis? Make wimen chop dia shidren wey dem love? Or make dem kill priests and profets for inside God temple, bikos of sofa?
Bikos of dis, for Jerusalem, papa and mama go chop dia pikin and shidren go chop dia papa and mama. I go ponish una and doz wey go remain wey nor die, I go skata dem for evriwhere for dis world.