Arewa beautiful belle

Written by: Adesitimi Taiwo Damilola

Arewa! The 
princess of
my lord
Her face like a 
shinning
gold
That shines to 
conquer
my inward part
When hatred is 
battling
with my heart
Oh! The beauty that
poet long to behold
But its a shame
My lord won your 
heart
by fame
Then my sun is
ashamed
For the cloud gives 
way
for moon to proud
Arewa, your beauty
clasped my heart as 
if
to remove
Still i cried of love
Tell my lord that 
love is
not fame
Since he can't water
your desert land
But if its a fame
Tell me i've gone out 
of
my mind
Arewa, if the world
moves to my turn
tomorrow
Let me be the 
landlord
of your heart
If my lord kills me 
with
sorrow
I'll bear it just to 
have
my painted grave in
your heart
Adesitimi Taiwo