Pipol wey don die, dey happy to welkom Babilon king. Pipol wey dey strong well-well wen dem dey life, dia ghost dey wait am and all di former kings ghost raiz from dia throne dey wait am too.
Una wey bi Kapanaum pipol, una feel sey una fit karry unasef go heaven? No! God go trow una for hell-fire, bikos if to sey dem do di mirakles wey dem do for una, for inside Sodom, di town for still dey till today.
If yor eye dey make yu sin, make yu pul am trowey. E betta make yu enter God Kingdom with one eye, down sey God trow yu enter hell-fire with two eyes.”
But I tell una, anybody wey vex for en broda, God go judge am too. Anybody wey curse en broda, go face di kansol and anybody wey koll pesin, ‘Mumu’, go-go hell-fire.
Naim e shaut, ‘Papa Abraham, make yu sorry for mi, abeg send Lazarus make e put en finger for wota kon tosh my mout, bikos I dey sofa inside dis fire.’