I live as a day comes,
Till this day I still do try.
These are hardship times.
Down they fall like tears.
Down to the ground it is
The drops of rain,
Just as my tears of pain
Watering the floors of grain
"Will sunlit skies or storms remain?"
Asked the ground as if I'm not grounded
Is it proud or was I shed and dead?
These are the trying times
Of how it travelled!
See?! this is a storm of growth !
For such poems talk and mumble
Just as the clouds rolled in and rumbled.
[Israel Xaba 5 May 2026 - click HERE to read more inspirational poems.]