My sister, champion of all wars

Vindicator of the weak

Champion of the unheard

When we hurt, she hurts twice as hard

Tries to protect us from life

Lives vicariously through us all

Heart on her sleeve

Tears in her eyes

Her latest battle

Is her long time battle

Her lifelong battle

My mother’s tears, by my father’s hand

My name is Anunda

Daughter of an Anunda brother

Love them or hate them

Free love is the motto

Anunda seed fosters fierce devotion

When I am standing by my father’s grave

I expect to see his eyes on a couple of strangers in the crowd

How do I tell my sister

The question is not if she shares her father

The question is how may.