I was in rome
Thinking I was home
Making me roam
Just like a rope
Lying on a slope
Without any hope

Awaiting for some luck
To get into a tuck
Chances are hard just like rock
Instead of a tuck
have got a buck
Becoming a duck
That got mud stuck

Quality been foot
Wrap in cages just like goods
Wandering in the wrong hood
Just like a wood
Home isn't rome
Rome isn't home


© Yusroh bukola