My God, with di pawa wey dey yor hand, make Yu distroy pipol wey dey espect dia reward from dis world. But doz wey Yu like well-well, make Yu give dem enough and dia shidren go get plenty kon die leave propaty for dia shidren-shidren.
Make una look di birds wey dey fly for sky, dem nor dey plant or put anytin wey dem gada inside store, but una Papa for heaven dey feed dem. Una nor betta pass dem?
Make una tink how birds bi: Dem nor dey plant or plok, dem nor get where dem dey keep food put, but God dey give dem food chop. If God dey kare for dem, wot about una wey betta pass dem?