I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, in my sister's hair.
She screamed so loud she
pierced the night,
No
radar gun could
clock my
flight.
I breathed a breath of quick
relief,
I found a car to hide beneath...
For who has guts to stand
unarmed,
To a
sister who will bear him harm.
~Tony Toepfer: June 1, 2001~