Anybody wey run from di wahala go fall for di pit and anybody wey won eskape from di pit, di trap go katch am, bikos wahala like heavy rain go fall from heaven and di eart foundashon go shake.
River with fire dey kom out from di throne. Pipol wey dey woship am, many well-well. Many-many pipol still dey wait to kom woship am. Den dem open di book, bikos dem won start to judge kase.
“I distroy some of una town, just as I distroy Sodom and Gomorrah. And una wey remain bi like stik wey dey burn before dem komot am from fire. With all dis one, una still nor gri turn kom meet mi.” Na so Oga God tok.
Di pipol kon dey komplain to God about dia problem. Wen God hear dem, E vex, so E send fire kom from heaven kon burn and distroy some part for di kamp.
If anybody dey plan bad for dem, fire go kom out from dia mout kon burn dia enemy finish. And if any man dey plan bad for dem, na so too E go take die.