I kon sey, “My own don finish, bikos evry word wey dey komot from my mout, na sin full am and I dey stay with pipol wey all dia words na sin and naw, I don use my eyes si Oga God wey bi di king wey get pawa.”
Di angel kom tell mi, “Daniel! God love yu. Stand up make yu listin well-well to wetin I won tok naw, bikos na God send mi kom meet yu.” Wen e don tok finish, I kon stand up, even doh I still dey shake.
I fear well-well wen I hear all dis tins and my lips kon dey shake. Fear and kold katch mi at wons. I go really wait for di time wen God go ponish doz wey dey attack us.