‘I go koll di pipol wey dey nort and my savant King Nebukadnezzar for Babilon and dem go kom fight against Judah pipol and di towns wey dey round Jerusalem. I go distroy and skata dis nashon and di ones wey dey round am, forever. I go make pipol si and dey fear dem.
God wey mighty sey, “Dis land wey bi like desert where pipol or animals nor dey stay, I go turn am to where fresh green leaf go dey and shepad go take dia sheep go chop for der.
Afta I don vex ponish Babilon, nobody go stay der again. Dem go distroy am finish. Doz wey dey waka pass go si am kon sopraiz well-well, bikos of di wahala wey don happen to am.
Na from nort one nashon go kom attack and distroy Babilon. Babilon go turn desert where nobody dey stay, bikos en pipol and animals go run komot der.’ ”