Di king wey Yu put ova us, bikos wi sin, na-im get evritin wey di land dey produce. Na wetin dem like dem dey do with wi and awa animals and wi really dey sofa for dia hand.
My God, with di pawa wey dey yor hand, make Yu distroy pipol wey dey espect dia reward from dis world. But doz wey Yu like well-well, make Yu give dem enough and dia shidren go get plenty kon die leave propaty for dia shidren-shidren.
Bikos dem don run leave dia strong town. Di town wey pipol bin full don turn empty place. Nobody dey stay dia hill and towas again and naw, na der wiked donkey and sheep dey for chop grass.
Na so too shuku-shuku go kover all di tins wey dem plant for di hill and nobody go fit go der again. E go bi where melu and sheep for dey go chop grass.”
Dem don fat and dey chop betta food. Dem nor know wen to stop all di bad tins wey dem dey do. Dem nor dey give doz wey nor get papa dia rite or give betta judgement to doz wey dem dey opress.
“One day, I go gada Israel pipol; I go gada di ones wey remain, just as dem dey gada animals for farm. Yes! Pipol go plenty kon dey make nois for una land again!
Grass and wild animals go full di town. Owls go dey play for der and dem go dey shaut thru di windows. Dirty go block all di road wey dem dey pass enter di town and all di fine-fine buildings, go fade finish.
Dem go use swod kill some, karry some as prisona go anoda kountry and di Gentile pipol go distroy Jerusalem, until di time wey God sey Israel must sofa, go end.
But Israel pipol kon fat and wiked more-more. Di pipol kon heavy, round and tick for body! Dem forget God wey kreate dem; den kon rijet di Rock wey bi dia salvashon.