E go skata dem like pot wey fall press each oda kon break. Na so too shidren go bi to dia papa and mama. I nor go pity or sorry for dem. I must distroy dem and nor-tin go fit stop mi.”
But pipol wey still like to woship juju and do bad tins, I go ponish dem. I go ponish dem for di tins wey dem don do.” God wey get pawa well-well don tok.
“Since yu don forget how I kare for yu wen yu bi small pikin and yu don make bi vex with all di tins wey yu dey do, I must pay yu back for all dis bad tins. But, wetin make yu dey do ashawo join di bad-bad tins wey yu do?” God wey get pawa don tok.
“Naw, mi wey bi God wey get pawa dey tell Israel pipol sey I go judge evribody akordin to wetin e do. So make una turn from sin and all di bad tins wey una dey do, so dat una sins nor go distroy una.
“Mi God don tok. Di time don rish for mi to do wetin I won do. I nor go let una sin finish kon go like dat or sorry for una. I go ponish una for wetin una don do.” God wey get pawa don tok.
Some of una go die bikos of honga; sickness go kill some; swod go kill anoda set for outside di town and di remain wons, I go skata dem for air kon porshu dem with my swod.
So my vexnashon go end and my ponishment go rest for dia head, den I go dey okay. Wen all dis tins don happen, una go si, undastand and know sey na mi God, tok to una.
Di king go kry well-well; di prince nor go get hope again and di pipol go dey shake, bikos dem dey fear. I go ponish una for evritin wey una do and just as una judge oda pipol, na so too I go judge una. Den una go know sey na mi bi God!”
God kon ask mi, “Amos, na wetin yu dey si?” I ansa, “Na basket wey fruit full.” Den God tell mi, “Di end don kom for my pipol, Israel. I nor go shange my mind again and I go ponish dem.