We buy things with a guarantee
And ask for a warranty;
My car and friend’s PC got it
And there is no need to fret.

But is there a warranty for life?
And is there life without a strife?
No, never! Why not turn to God?
He clears the way that is odd.

Then He stays in us in each lonely hour
To etch our lives with beautiful colour;
And cling on to His mighty power
To quench the thirst in His shower.

He sets the life to be bland
To fetch you all and make you glad;
He shatters the fears and tears
To entrench you from all rough gears.