My pipol go plant korn, but na grass dem go gada. Even doh dem work hard, nor-tin go show sey dem work, bikos I dey vex for dem, so dia food wey dem plant, nor go grow.”
Na how long awa land and di grass for di farm go dey dry? Awa animals and birds dey die, bikos of dis pipol wikedness! Pipol wey sey, ‘God nor dey si wetin wi dey do.’ ”
For Judah town and Jerusalem street, I go make sure sey nobody dey shaut or happy with joy sey pesin dey marry. Dis na bikos di whole land dey empty and dirty don full der.”
So I kon sey, “I go kry and mourn for di grass wey dey on-top mountin, bikos dem don dry and nobody dey travel pass der again. Dem nor dey hear fawol nois for der again and even bird and wild animals, don fly komot der.”
Una gold and silva nor go save una wen God go show as E dey vex rish. En jealousy bi like fire and di fire go distroy di world. Yes, na God make evribody for di world dey fear.