One and more...
the time to feel,
Uwani, the nickname
Maryam, her real
Bright and shine
She is, a beautiful
If she glanced
Nicer, if she speak
Feeling innocence
Not fulani, like me
Had a beautiful eyes
Toffee nosed, not
She is neither a tall
A short not she is
Having fair face
Feeling so shy

She steal my heart
One very night
I feel to report
But no police
station
I call, for
an emergency
And no one helped
I just surrendered
Because
No any solution


She accepted me
Like presidential
Candidate of no
Primary voting
I struggled harder
In the rain and
Dry, and harmattan
I loved her
energetically
with passion
And fashion
I felt like she is
a running fluid
in my veins

*
But,
I found somewhere

I am null
in her

That's the end of
The real story