Been around the block
while going around the world.
Spinning on the circle
like a clam around a pearl.
Was lost until hidden
now hiding is forbidden
what confusion could not,
is now overwritten.
Foggy in the mourning,
marching in the madness,
vengeance now a warning,
darkness permitting sadness.
Returning to the corner
in my circle of influence and effect.
No longer a cause of unintended neglect.