I distroy Amor pipol, bikos of my pipol; men wey tall like cedar tree and get pawa like strong tree. I distroy di fruit wey dey dia tree kon skata di rut for groun.
“ ‘Di Oga wey bi una God don bless una for evritin wey una dey do. Evry step wey una take for di great wildaness, I dey with una. For dis forty years wey una dey dis wildaness, God dey with una and una get evritin.’ ”