Invincible Poem by Hannington Mumo

I'll walk through ice and numbing snow
Though slaying cold be its freezing feel,
And trek through roasting deserts drear,
Taxing grip betwixt soil and mortal heel.

Not lonely climes shall my strides deter
Though forbidding such motions prove;
Every steady step sturdier than the last,
Toe and sinew shall defy earth's groove.

Past shroud of searing beams and heat
Shall these wornout soles tireless tread;
Every tactile kiss knitting earth and heel
More painfully spewing its slicing dread.

Neither immobilizing blow nor chill's bite
Shall these gallant legs dampen or slow;
Against menacing pestilences and trials,
Must this walk persist past darkest woe.