Jman poetry

Engagement story coming soon! But first:

This was written by a friend of mine in a "dry and thirsty land where
there is no water..." Very powerful:

This life here on earth continues to amaze me at how hard it can be. I
know that part of the curse of the fallen world is suffering and toil and
strife. And we all know that life is hard and all that jazz ( no one said
it would be an easy kind of thing) But it seems to be even more so here.
The ground is unyielding, with brown sand covering everything. The dry
sprigs of grass and browning trees always look thirsty. And the heat is
overbearing as you struggle to find some relief from the unrelenting sun.
Even in the shade, the sweat rolls down your body like rain drops and
steals the strength from your body. Even in the midst of this miserable
heat, I find a thin, frail man with a white cloth wrapped around himself
looking years older than his age, working hard at this task. Jobs
assigned to machines or animals in the west are lifelines of existence
here in a land of so many; so many barely surviving, so many struggling,
so many who live without hope. And so we fight the fights and join with
the battle for their souls. We set about the task of bringing them the
truth that can set them free. We seek to reveal the words of life and
promise and unveil their blinded eyes from the evil one's lies. We engage
in the battle...