When

When hard rain falls, I am grateful for a shelter When deceit shows its face, I aim for a strike When darkness takes over light, I wish for an early dawn When greed forces its ways, I pray for redemption When suffering transpires, I strive to understand When the sun shines, it’s one blessing down When virtues prevail, renewal comes closer When domestic bliss defeats hardship, the dearest befit the nearest When the weak are protected, the strong perform their duty When change reveals its dignity, pride becomes virtue When I am grateful for a shelter, I start counting my blessings When I aim for a strike, I ensure renewal is the reason When I wish for an early dawn, it’s for my dearest to be my nearest When I pray for redemption, I make my strength be my duty When I strive to understand, I make this virtue my pride.