Make di pesin bi like town wey God nor sorry for wen E dey distroy tins. Make e hear pipol dey kry with pain for morning and na war kry go full en ear for aftanoon.
Bikos I know wetin I plan for una; my plan na to make una prosper, nor bi to give una wahala and na to give una di kind future wey una dey hope to get.
“Mi God don tok. Di time don rish for mi to do wetin I won do. I nor go let una sin finish kon go like dat or sorry for una. I go ponish una for wetin una don do.” God wey get pawa don tok.
But evritin wey I tok thru my profets, happen to una grand-grand papa dem, just as I tok am. So dem turn from sin kom meet mi kon sey, ‘Oga God wey dey lead heaven sojas, na en really ponish us, just as wi deserve am. E don do wetin E sey E go do.’ ”