so e send for one wise woman for Tekoa. Wen di woman kom, Joab tell am, “Make yu do like sey yu dey mourn; wear mourning klot kon skata yor hair. Make yu bihave like woman wey don dey mourn since.
Di king nor kon happy again. So e go di room wey dey di gate side kon bigin kry. As e dey go, e dey kry sey, “O-o! My pikin Absalom! Absalom my pikin, e for betta sey na mi die, instead of yu!”