Den Lot go tell di men wey won marry en dotas sey, “Make una kwik-kwik komot from dis town, bikos God won distroy am!” But dem tink sey Lot dey lie for dem.
My God, even doh Yu don dey ready to ponish wiked pipol, dem nor still know sey Yu won ponish dem. Dem go si am and shame go katch dem wen dem si how Yu go take judge yor enemies for di world.
(En papa and mama tok like dis, bikos dem dey fear di Jew oga dem wey don tok sey, “Anybody wey tok sey na Jesus bi di Christ, dem go drive am komot from di sinagog.”