Dia tree go bear fruits; dia fields go bear betta plant and evribody go stay for peace for en land. Wen I don break di shain wey dem take tie my pipol kon free dem from pipol wey dey trit dem like slave, den dem go know sey na mi bi God.
“O! Jerusalem pipol, O! Jerusalem pipol! Una wey kill di profets and stone di pipol wey God send kom meet una! I don dey try to gada una shidren as fawol dey gada en shidren under am, but una nor let mi do am.
Make una look di birds wey dey fly for sky, dem nor dey plant or put anytin wey dem gada inside store, but una Papa for heaven dey feed dem. Una nor betta pass dem?