Pain..Hope...Fight

They say that a man who isn't afraid of death is a man without hope. I say a man who is afraid of death is a man with a purpose in is life. Small fisicaly yet huge mentally this pain keeps reminding me that I'm human, and I keep reminding it that i will fight and that i still have a lot to do...my elders gathered in the evening fights so that i know that I'm not alone. In the morning the battle restarts....but I know the enemy is weakening...so I'll keep fighting because I have a purpose...