Di pipol bi like trees branches wey don dry and skata for groun; wey wimen dey gada take do firewood. So, bikos di pipol nor undastand anytin, God wey kreate dem nor go sorry or pity for dem.
So God nor go let any of di yong men eskape; pity for doz wey dia husband don die or doz wey nor get papa and mama again. Bikos all of dem dey wiked; dem nor know God and evritin wey dem dey tok, bad well-well. But God vexnashon nor go end and E still dey ready to ponish en pipol.
Make una give pipol wey nor get and God go give una wetin really big, E go pak am well-well and di tins go ova full. God go pour all dis tins for una life. But na as una take give odas, na so God go take give una too.”