as e dey travel go di wildaness. E go sidan under one big tree kon sey make God kill-am. E sey, “My Oga God, my eye don si wetin big pass mi, I beg, make Yu kill mi. I nor even betta pass my papa dem.”
Den I tink of all di work wey pipol dey do and I kon si sey, evritin wey dem dey do, na to know who betta pass. But all dis tins dey yuzles too, e just bi like wen pesin dey porshu breeze.
bikos una neva get di Spirit since jealousy and kworel still dey among una. Dis mean sey una neva get di Spirit and una still dey live like pipol wey dey di world.
Bikos wen God make pipol sorry for di sin wey dem kommit, dem go turn kom meet am, den God go save dem and dem nor go regret again. But di vexnashon wey dis world dey bring, na deat dey end am.
bad belle; killi-killi; to dey drink anyhow and dey do oda tins like all dis ones. I dey warn una naw as I don warn una before sey, pipol wey dey do dis kind tins, nor go enter God kingdom!
Before naw, wi dey bihave like fool; wi nor dey obey; wi dey deceive pipol; wi bi savant to tins wey dey sweet us; wi dey do bad tins and dey jealous odas; pipol hate us and wi hate dem too.