I hide in her bosom at nights
when cold disrupts my sleep
for there isn't no warmth
than the smell of her flesh
To me I'm grown enough to
or solve problems on my own
but here's a psychologists
who reads and knows it all
with just a listen to my voice
Oko mi, she would say
no matter how tiny the worries are
tell it all to me, I'm always here
though she told me to live like she's never existed
for it may not be long, I cried!
Who's this annoying goddess
that never stop caring no matter how hard?
Who's she who wants me to grow but
doesn't still understand I'm grown?
Who's she that clears my fears
with just her presence?
Mother! The Moremi of my life