SLAY ON YOUR KNEES

While you slay in the 'oza' room, 
Slay on your knees,
Change will creep in;
When circumstances visit.

Slay on your knees,
Every night,
Hold him ransom in prayers, 
While he sleeps and snows,
Lay hands on him.

Daily, he's tempted at work, 
By daughters of Jezebel
Trying to charm his attention, 
With smile and nyash. 

Birthing has reshape 
the woman in you, 
Keep fit to keep him, 
If possible dress to kill him.

Men are charmed, 
By what they see,
Easily consumed, 
By the lust of their hearts.

Slaying on your knees
And 'oza' room,
The keys of happy home,
Never let another skirt,
Make your husband her slave.