Di Wietin we True no Pretty

Wah dis chaptа bout?

Dis chapta tell sey di wietin we true from God no need no fancy ward neva fancy talk—trute itself sweet an simple. If somebody mus war up fi please yuh, we tink bout whe so? Dey caan be trute. Di good soul no need fe big argue or prove nothing—im peace wid imself. Di wise man no show off—im no haffi bussa bout everyting, a di one we bussa an tink im wise who really loss out. An whe most special, di sage no cling pon tings—im gi way an gi way, an a so im get more dan im erva need. God way a pure help, no hurt nobody, an di saint follows dat same way—im du good but no war wid nobody fe credit.

How it relate to me?

Me see how dis a work inna me own life. Time me hear somebody talk real pretty but dem heart no match, me learn fi look pass di sweet wods. An time me war wid people, a sign sey me lef di good way—me kine need fi cool down an listn more. Mek mi no big-head bout all di lil tings me tink me kna, bot stay humble an lern from others. An whe true, whe me gi way wid a good heart, even dough me feel me lose someting, still true sey mi get mor dan me lose—inna piece, inna blessing, inna grace weh God gi.

Wah mi fi do todeh?

Todi, me wi watch di words weh come outa me mout—mek sure dem true an from di heart, no fi please nobody bot fi speak right. Me wi du one kind ting fi somebody widout expect nuhting bak, mek i be fi God. An if me feel like me want fi war wid somebody, me wi pause, breathe, an leh go—tek di high road like di sage way, du di right ting bot no fight fe who get di credit.