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.
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