Di king ask am, “Where Mefiboshet, yor masta, Saul grand-pikin?” Ziba ansa, “E dey for Jerusalem, bikos dem tell am sey Israel pipol go gi-am en grand-papa Saul, kingdom back.”
I hear as pipol dey gossip mi. Dem dey koll mi, “Di Man Wey Fear One Kill.” Dem dey treaten sey, “If yu tok anytin here, wi go ripot yu.” Even my friends before, dey look and dey wait make I fall. Dem dey sey, “E go fall enter di trap, den wi go know sey wi don revensh am back.”
Di man kon ask, “Wish one for di kommandment?” Jesus ansa, “Make yu nor kill, nor sleep with pesin wey nor bi yor wife, nor tif, nor tok wetin yor eye nor si,
But Zakius stop kon tell Jesus, “Oga God si, I go give half of wetin I get to poor pipol and evribody wey I don shit before, I go pay am back four times!”
Den some sojas kon still ask am, “Wot of us? Wetin wi go do?” E tell dem, “Make una nor use force kollect money from anybody hand or lie for anybody head and make una salari, rish una.”
Den e go dey rite if wi sey, “Make wi dey do bad tins so dat good tins go kom out from wetin wi dey do?” But some pipol dey lie for my head, bikos of wetin I tok and God go ponish dem.
But make una do am with gentolness and respet, dey make sure sey una mind klean, so dat pipol wey dey tok bad about di good tins wey una dey do for Christ, go shame for di bad wey dem dey tok.
Den I hear one loud vois for heaven dey sey, “Salvashon; pawa; authority wey Christ get and God kingdom, don kom at last. Bikos di pesin wey dey akuiz awa brodas and sistas evriday, God don trow am kom down.