Sometimes we just need a right smack

To discover there has been a crack

At times we may have lost track

Turning our own defenses to attack

Take a moment to step back

Perhaps even out from the pack

Reflect upon what has been lack

Before everything turns all black

Have we been circling round and round

In search of what's lost or found

Are we restricted by what's bound

Too fearful of losing own ground

Perhaps beyond what's safe and sound

We might find something astound