I still sey, “My pipol! Make una wear sak klot and roll for groun. Make una kry well-well and mourn like sey una only pikin just die. Bikos very soon, doz wiked sojas go kom distroy all of us.”
All di kings for di kountries wey dey near river go kom down from dia throne. Dem go pul dia crown and fine-fine klot komot body kon sidan for groun dey fear bikos of how dem dey distroy una town.
“E nor go betta for Korazin and Betsaida pipol! If to sey di mirakles wey dem do among una happen for Tyre and Sidon, dem for don turn from dia sin kom meet God, kon karry ashes put for head and wear tear-tear klot,
“Korazin and Betsaida pipol, curse dey una head! Bikos if to sey na for Tyre and Sidon dem for do di mirakles wey dem do for una town, di pipol der for don turn from sin kom meet God since, dem for don sidan, wear sack-klot and put ashes for dia head kon dey beg God make E forgive dem.