as e dey travel go di wildaness. E go sidan under one big tree kon sey make God kill-am. E sey, “My Oga God, my eye don si wetin big pass mi, I beg, make Yu kill mi. I nor even betta pass my papa dem.”
I kon sey, “Si as I dey vex! Wetin make my mama born mi at-all? Must I kworel and argue with evribody for di land! I neva ever borrow from pesin or borrow pesin money, yet evribody dey curse mi.”
So make wi liedan with shame! Make awa disgrace kover us. Wi and awa grand-grand papa don sin against di Oga awa God. Since wi dey yong kon rish naw, wi nor gri obey di Oga awa God.”
Una wey dey waka pass, my sofa nor mean anytin to una? Make una look round, una si anybody wey dey sofa like mi? But na God vexnashon dey kause dis pain and sofa for mi.
Why Yu allow mi dey face dis kind trobol? Must I si all dis wahala wey dey happen to mi? Anywhere wey I look, na only wahala and distroshon I dey si. Na pipol wey love to kworel and fight, dey round mi.
And naim make mi dey sofa wetin I dey sofa so. But I nor dey shame, bikos I know di Pesin wey I dey serve and I dey sure sey, E go guide di tin wey I gi-am whole, until di day wey Christ go kom.
Make wi dey look Jesus Christ wey give us awa faith and go help us keep am. Bikos of di joy wey Jesus dey espect, e sofa for cross and nor mind di shame wey follow am. But naw, e don sidan for di rite hand side for God throne.