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.