Poem
TIME OF TRIALS
It's been a message of try
When no one seem to know how to try
It's hard to work out without understanding
In the dark shadow places
The place of strange
Where everything looks new
It term to be time of trials
When tears and hard work turn the solution
It's not all what they say
It's about trying until it work out
When shall we cease wind blow
When the time of trials is on
It's dead outlook and live inside
Brave soul of no fear of lion
The voice heard in the jungle
The place of dangers
The only place hunter try to give out bow accompanied by arrow
The moments of trials where learning
It's meant for mistakes
How far the dove move without wind blow
The seemingly soul of peace
When all that tries gains the outcome of trials
Then in the end it term time of trials
That no one knows the outcome.
@ by Kenneth singoyi
©Poetry
In life we can only make a difference if we accept to adapt in new things .Then,through trials we give out each day at a time we can make a huge difference if we accept that our mistake we make each day they are meant to teach us to think that they are trials to perfect us and this will only work out if we understand in learning from our mistakes.Hard work is a move to trials then difference it's shown later.