My heart hurts. The bombers wanted to please God. It is hard to be a killer for God. I was one. My country taught me that killing was necessary. I want to help now, not kill. I want to help the families of those that were killed. I want to bless the families of the killers. God let me kill and live. Now at night, I remember and it is hard. The killers wanted to please God. I think, maybe, our picture of God is not good. I think God wants us to love one another.
Zuciyata cutar. Da bombers ya so ya faranta wa Allah rai. Yana da wuya a makashiya ga Allah. Ina ?aya. Kasara koya mini cewa kashe an kamata. Ina son taimako a yanzu, ya kashe. Ina son taimaka wa iyalan wa?anda aka kashe. Ina son sa albarka iyalan makasa. Allah ya kashe ni, suka zauna. Yanzu da dare, na tuna da wuya. Da makasa ya so ya faranta wa Allah rai. Ina tsammani, watakila, hoton da Allah ba. Ina tsammani Allah yana so mu ?aunaci juna.