My God, with di pawa wey dey yor hand, make Yu distroy pipol wey dey espect dia reward from dis world. But doz wey Yu like well-well, make Yu give dem enough and dia shidren go get plenty kon die leave propaty for dia shidren-shidren.
Dem go chop evritin wey una plant and una animals too; dem nor go leave one fruit for una vine tree. Even doh una tink sey una dey save inside una strong town, dem go distroy di town kon kill una shidren.
Dem don fat and dey chop betta food. Dem nor know wen to stop all di bad tins wey dem dey do. Dem nor dey give doz wey nor get papa dia rite or give betta judgement to doz wey dem dey opress.