The Limit

What is the limit of a man,
How can it be reached?
Will the dry dessert sands,
Cause him to stumble and falter,
How can those walls be breached?

Will the wet blizzards drive him insane?
Will the sentry guards be slain?
Will the castle of sanity stand in a land…
Where no man can live?

Is it possible to be too tired for sleep,
Too hungry for food,
Can only death satisfy such an urge?
Will the world turn upside-down when it is breached?
Will there be a tear too big to be sewed,
That if it is a half-dead man will finally die?
Can the only help be something worse?
Is it a curse cast by demons?
Or a blessing sent by God?

I do not know,
And neither do you,
But I will not be hunted like a doe,
Even by mother Earth herself!!!
And that is why,
My castle still stands,
It is why I’m here,
Because I will submit to nothing,
Even these death infested lands!!!