A Fence

NOW the stone house on the lake front is finished and the
Workmen are beginning the fence.
The palings are made of iron bars with steel points that
Can stab the life out of any man who falls on them.
As a fence, it is a masterpiece, and will shut off the rabble
And all vagabonds and hungry men and all wandering
Children looking for a place to play.
Passing through the bars and over the steel points will go
Nothing except Death and the Rain and To-morrow.

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