Di main road dey empty, bikos nobody dey travel again. Kontries dey break di agriment wey dem make with each oda and pipol nor dey respet one anoda again.
“ ‘Mi, wey bi God sey, “I go ponish dem for four difren ways: I go make dem die for war. I go allow dog karry dia dead body. I go allow birds and wiked animals chop dia flesh
kon tell mi: “Abeg, make yu do wetin wi won tell yu so! Make yu help us wey dey alive pray to di Oga awa God. Wi many before, but naw, yusef dey si sey wi nor many again.
Jerusalem road dey mourn, bikos nobody dey pass der go celebrate again. Di town gate kwayet and pain won kill di priests dem. Di yong wimen dey kry, bikos di trobol wey dem dey face, too mush!
Dis na wetin God wey get pawa dey tok: “I go send my four worse ponishment kom Jerusalem and dem bi: war, honga, wiked animals and diziz. I go send dem kon distroy di pipol and dia animals.
So, I go send honga and wiked animals kom meet una and dem go kill una shidren. Na trobol and deat go dey una land and I go raiz my swod against una. Mi, wey bi God, don tok.”
Instead, I go skata and karry dem go difren kountry like sey na heavy breeze blow dem. Den dis betta land go turn where pipol nor dey stay again and where dem dey trowey dirty put.”