wen God take mi komot from my papa house and I kon tell Sarah sey, ‘Anywhere wi go, di only tin wey yu go do to show sey yu love mi, na to tell dem sey I bi yor broda.’ ”
Make una listin to wetin God tok, “Una own pipol hate and porshu una bikos una dey obey my name. Dem dey laf una sey ‘Oya! Make una honor God name na! Make belle sweet una na!’ ” But make una nor worry, bikos na dem go shame.
Una leaders nor dey judge well, bikos dem don take bribe and una priest dem dey do dia work, bikos of money. Una profets nor dey profesai unless dem first pay dem. Yet all of una sey una trust God. Una sey, “Nor-tin go happen to us, bikos God dey with us.”
One day, e tell en mama, “Yor 1,000 one hundred silva wey dem tif wey kon make yu curse di tif, dey my hand.” Na mi tif am. Den en mama sey, “Bikos yu gri sey na yu tif am, make God bless yu!”
Nobody fit kon even tell mi wen my own pikin enter agriment with dis David. Non of una even fit sorry kon tell mi sey my own pikin don allow my savant set trap for mi, just as e bi today so.”