Wen E kommand, en vois dey sound like tonda and di wota for heaven go make nois like lion vois. E dey make kloud kom out from where di eart for end. E dey bring tonda lite wen rain dey fall and E dey make breeze blow kom from where E keep dem put.
Wen pipol si dis tins, dem dey bi like fool wey nor get sense. Doz wey dey make juju, na di juju dey disgrace dem; di gods wey dem make, nor bi betta god and e nor even get life.
Curse dey una head! Una dey tell ordinary wood and stone sey, ‘Make una wake-up kon save us!’ Juju go fit tell una anytin? Dem fit make am with silva and gold, but e nor get life at-all.