I Shot An Arrow In The Air

I shot an arrow in the air,
It fell to earth I know not where.
But with poetry critic's everywhere.
One must be impaled as if I care.

I shot another arrow in the air,
It hit a drug dealer in the head.
A hollow victory I do despair,
It did not kill him outright dead.

Dedicated to the memory of the sadly missed Roald Dahl.