E si one fig tree for road kon waka go where e dey, but e nor si anytin plok, bikos na only leaf di tree get. So e kon tell di tree, “Yu nor go ever bear fruit again!” At wons, di fig tree kon bigin die.
“Di king go tell di pipol wey dey en left hand, ‘Make una komot from my side, una wey God don curse! Make una enter hell-fire wey dem prepare for devil and en wiked angels.