God sey, “Dis pipol bi like sojas wey don ready dia bows. Dem always dey ready to lie, bikos of dis, dem don get pawa for di land, but na wayo dem take get am. Dem don do many bad tins and dem nor dey tink of mi wey bi dia God.
Di tongue na fire! Na der bad tins full pass for pesin body. E dey spoil di whole body and kause fire for pesin life and dis kind fire dey kom from hell.