24 Bikos I dey fast since, my legs don weak and my body don turn to ordinary skin and bone.
My bones just whole my skin and I just manage dey run with my life.
My life bi like wota wey dem trowey and all my bones don skata. My heart bi like kandol wey dey melt inside mi.
I dey kry and I nor gri chop food and na dis make odas dey curse mi.
I wear sak klot and dem dey laf mi.
Afta Jesus don fast for forty days and forty nites, e kon dey hongry.
I don do hard work; nor sleep for many nites; food and wota go dey hongry mi; many times, I nor get food to chop. I don dey for kold and I nor get klot to kover body.
So una hands and knees wey don taya, make una make dem strong.