One day, all of us go must die, bikos wi bi like wota wey pour for groun wey dem nor fit gada again. But God nor dey kill pesin, instead E go tink of how E go take bring di pesin kom back to ensef.
So if pesin get long life, make e dey happy as e dey live di life. But make e still know sey, di days wey darkness go dey, many well-well and evritin wey go still happen, dey yuzles.
Dem nor even ask sey, ‘Where God wey take us komot from Egypt? Di Pesin wey take us pass wildaness and desert, land wey nor good and dey dry, where pipol nor dey stay or travel pass.’