Go ahead and take a shot, Strike the center mark again, Ready for the barbs of impact, The target barely feels the pain. A sting without antiseptic, A prick without novocain, Thanks to the previous arrows, The target will bear the strain. Keep on running, Continue in the fight, Waiting for the end, Holding out for night. Quivers empty, nearly spent, Light from this tunnel, Final flicker, Heaven-sent.
