I dey keep my promise to tazon generashons. I dey forgive evil and sins. But I nor go fail to ponish wiked pipol with dia shidren-shidren. I go ponish di third and fourt generashon, bikos of wetin dia papa do naw.”
Di pesin wey dey do and tok wetin dey rite; wey nor dey shit poor pipol, bikos e get pawa and wey nor dey take bribe, join doz wey kill pipol or join do bad tins,
Una own don finish! Una wey dey sey bad tins, good and good tins, bad or sey darkness na lite and lite na darkness. Una dey sey bitter tins sweet and sweet tins bitter.
Oga God nor dey kwik vex, but en pawa dey great. E go must ponish wiked pipol. E dey show en great pawa thru strong breeze and heavy rain. Na di kloud bi di dust wey dey under en leg.
Den some sojas kon still ask am, “Wot of us? Wetin wi go do?” E tell dem, “Make una nor use force kollect money from anybody hand or lie for anybody head and make una salari, rish una.”