20 My friends dey tok against mi and I dey kry give God.
“My Oga God, make Yu remember sey I don serve Yu with all my mind and I dey always try to do evritin wey Yu wont make I do.” Den e start to kry well-well.
I kry sotey my eyes don dey red and swell-up and naw, na only darkness I dey si.
Abeg, I nid pesin wey go help mi beg God, just as pesin dey beg en friend.
If na yu dey face wetin I dey face so; true-true, I go tok di same tin wey yu dey tok. I go shake my head kon tok against yu.
My Oga God, true-true, Yu don kill my full family and Yu don make life taya mi.
Na pipol wey dey laf mi dey round mi; e dey pain mi as I dey look how dem dey wiked mi.
My eyes don swell-up bikos of kry; my body don tin like broom.
“God don make my family far from mi; I don turn strenja to pipol wey know mi.
If to sey I know where I go for si God and how to go where E dey,
I love dem, but dem dey try to distroy mi. Even doh I dey pray for dem, yet dem still dey lie for my head!
I tell am all my komplain and trobols.
Wen Jesus still dey dis eart, e pray and kry to God wey go save am from deat. God hear en prayers, bikos e obey God for evritin.