Di pipol wey dey for doz land nor get pawa and fear won kill dem trowey. Dem bi like grass wey dey field or plant wey dey grow on-top roof, but wen strong sun kom out, dem go die.
If God make grass fine like dis, grass wey una go si today and tumoro dem go trow am for fire, E nor go dress una pass dem? Una faith small well-well o-o.