So deep you are
Full of thorns and Blain
Wherever I turn I find pain
No escape but to crane 

Hard to blame but to inflame 
No justice no real claim
Why I ponder with no game
Destiny hoots and I start to gain

Gain what when it is all insane
I raise my hands and call for 
The opposite of inhumane 
All I get is black rain

Yet I remain and maintain
Resilience Intuition and fame
Derived from serendipity 
And no really real claim

But then I start to gain
For true anger will not remain
As I stroll to the valley of the 
Shadow of death
I realize conviction happiness 
And tamed self still Remain

Time after time and years upon years
Evolution blasts and causes finally turn into effects
Black rain no more remains for the hex is vexed 
Yet I walk tall heart dead head up and no more in vain
Turns out poise self-respect and self-esteem are engraved
So that no matter what where and why Homam is still engaged!


nb Homam is my name