Coming Poem by somebody else

He has been chasing you, before you were born,
the one of whom the Lord did warn.
And he is gaining, each and every day,
and will so, until time is fulfilled and you pass away.
It is a fool who says, I will never die,
for it will be he that goes out, with a terrified cry.
And the unbelievers, that say that God exists not,
are they that will fade, and be forgot.
So I wonder why, it is death we fear,
when even he flees, when the Lord is near.
Which is why you must make God a friend,
or death will always get you in the end.