Super Doudou

Upon the ruthless path where shadows loom,
Thine iron will did bend the fates to thee.
Through chasms dark and peaks of frosted gloom,
Thy soul soared high, unbound, serene, and free.

The battered earth did quake beneath thy stride,
Each stone, a test, each breeze, a whispered dare.
Yet thou, undaunted, with the gods didst stride,
A mortal crowned with might beyond compare.

Now stand thee tall, triumphant 'neath the skies,
With laurels plucked from realms of toil and pain.
Thy name shall echo where the summit lies,
A song of valor in the mountain’s refrain.