Pipol go dey sing for evriwhere for di world as dem dey praiz Israel pipol God wey dey raitious. But I nor get hope at-all and na die I dey die go so, bikos pipol wey dey lie, still dey lie and doz wey dey deceive odas, still dey deceive!
I komot here with my husband and shidren, but God don make mi kom back with empty hand. Wetin make una dey koll mi, ‘Naomi,’ wen una si sey God tok against mi and di One wey get pawa don make mi dey sofa?”