The Bride's Song

he lady next door to my heart Whose voice is honey to the ears, She sweeps pain away from emotions With a voice so sweet like the sugar. She is the queen Esther of our time, When she speaks, giants go to sleep. Oh! What a lovely woman endowed With a precious rhymes of love. O. L. A is her beautiful name Bakare, a soulful song of the birds In the garden of love in tale of the heart. She is a lioness in the midst of lions, The sound of her smiles break the boredom Of unveil frustrated life. She is the beauty of the morning along, She is the mother of many who listens A mediator, a counsellor and a comforter Of the troubled and weak in the society. A super woman whose face radiate round The world to give light to mankind. Olaitan, the lady of Raypower whose smiles Rescue many who are sorrowful. Sing me a song of the victorious war lords For she deserved the praise of a thousand men Who had conquered the bloody battlefield. There are women but there is a peculiar And a priesthood among the women, And tha