So Zeresh en wife and en friends kon sey, “Go make one pole where dem dey hang pesin put and make e high rish seventy-five fit. Tumoro morning, make yu tell di king sey make dem hang Mordekai for der, den belle go sweet yu go di party.” Haman like wetin dem tok, so e kon make di pole.
But God sey, “My pipol foolish well-well, dem nor know mi at-all. Dem bi shidren wey nor get sense and dem nor dey kwik undastand anytin. Na only bad-bad tins dem sabi do.”
God tell en pipol, “Make una stop and look round. Mi, wey bi God, don tok. Ask for di old way wey bi God own and make una follow am.” But dem ansa, “Dat nor bi di way wey wi like to follow!”
I don listin to dem well-well, but dem nor dey tok trut. Nobody among dem dey feel bad for di bad tins wey dem do; no one among dem ask sey, ‘Wetin bi di bad tin wey I do?’ Instead, all of dem just dey do wetin dem wont like sey dem bi horse wey dey rush go fight.
E go bad for doz wey nor dey sleep for nite, bikos of di bad tins wey dem dey tink and plan to do. For early morning, dem go rush go do wetin dem plan, bikos dem get pawa to do am.
I know yor work. I don si evritin wey yu do and even as yu dey wait with patient. I know sey yu nor like wiked pipol. Yu don test pipol wey sey dem bi apostles, but dem nor bi, bikos yu si sey, dem dey lie.
Saul send pipol go guide David house and make dem kill-am wen day break. Den David wife, Mikal tell David, “If yu nor save yorsef dis nite, by dis time tumoro, yu go don bikom dead body!”