En whole family go dey popula bikos of am, dat is evribody wey rilate to am, go dey popula. Bikos of am, en family go balance like plate and pot wey dem hang for wall.
So my vexnashon go end and my ponishment go rest for dia head, den I go dey okay. Wen all dis tins don happen, una go si, undastand and know sey na mi God, tok to una.
So, I go send honga and wiked animals kom meet una and dem go kill una shidren. Na trobol and deat go dey una land and I go raiz my swod against una. Mi, wey bi God, don tok.”
Evribody go stay for peace and dem go prosper. Dem go enjoy dia own grape and fig tree, bikos e nor get anytin wey go make dem fear. God wey dey mighty don promise!