Recognizing blessings in disguise

Thunder clapping, clouds rolling in, sky darkening . Storm must be moving in.      
     
Feel death breathing down my neck again.    
Second guessing if I'm ready for the Questioning.    
Who is your Lord???    
Who is the Prophet???    
What religion where you practicing???    
     
If death is promised to the living why do I squander all my blessings then???    
Spending all my minutes sinning like I'm guarenteed
the next second in it???    
And if "God knows whats in my heart" why is it not apparent in my actions then???    
     
Suffering from the repercussions of my own hands.    
Opened my eyes to these blessings in disguise.    
How could I not when my Lord blessed me with another pass.   In dez streets risking life and limb, and all praise be to Him because despite the fact I sin He blessed me with another chance...