Fiercely protective of

his territory and brood,

a male bluebird pecks on

a downstairs window,

attacking the enemy.

He flies up and

begins anew on

an upstairs window,

seeing the image only

as one who will do him harm.

Even though we understand

the mystery of a reflection,

we are much like this bluebird,

unable to see who

the real enemy is.

As Pogo said, “We have

met the enemy and

he is us.”