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.
“I go turn una festival to burial kon shange una happiness to kry. I go make una kut una hair kon wear sak klot, den I go make una mourn like sey una only pikin just die. Dat day go bitter well-well.
“For dat day, na kry and mourning nois go bi di song wey dem go dey sing for di palis. Dead body go dey evriwhere and evribody go kwayet as dem dey go beri dem.”
Oga God wey get pawa go protet en pipol and dem go distroy dia enemies. Dem go dey shaut for war like who drink dey katch and dem go kill dia enemies finish. Dia enemies blood go plenty well-well like sakrifice blood wey dem pour put for di altar.