“I know the value of my property”

“

I keep rifles in the front closet.

                 Trespassing can be a glance.

A good shot,

                 I practice with bottles, bull’s eyes.

I cross the line where the fence breaks,

                 where the wood falls in unintended directions,

and prepare an offensive

                 before any repair.

I know the value of my property.

Ungloved, I place the barbed wire.

“

[Poem Ars Poetica by Vievee Francisc]