“ ‘ “Bikos of dis, I go skata yor throne kon kill all yor sons and shidren-shidren; both di ones wey don old and di yong ones. I go finish yor family; dem go swip dem komot like dirty.
Anybody for yor family wey die for inside town, na dogs go chop en dead body and vulture go chop di ones wey die for di open kountry. Mi, wey bi God, don tok.” ’ ”
All doz wey bin fight mi, dem go si dia dead body for road. Di worms wey chop dem nor go ever die and dem nor go ever kwensh di fire wey go burn dem. Dia dead body nor go dey good for human being to si.”