The End Poem by bobby beddoe

The End

While at my comput'r in somber air,
Typing words that most don't care:
'Tho, True Christians assert and declare
That the lost, are caught in Satan's snare,
And scoff deity with loquacious stare,
Then depart with deft fanfare.
True Christians turn so-called "Christians",
Thru witnessing, into True Christians;
Sad, that witnessing which points th' way,
Most, as usual, say, "Maybe someday."
Paul, in his Epistles, spoke with pride
In 1 & 2 Thes. kgv, read worldwide:
While Palestinians say must be writt'n,
That after seven years they will b' giv'n
The Temple Mount of Jerusalem!
There'll be a serious problem
What weak minds have decid'd.
'Cause won't be very close t' what God want'd!
So, after the peace signin' is approv'd,
The Restrainer will b' remov'd.
Pavin' the way for Satan t' launch his law;
Then, with Holy Spirit's withdraw,
And Guardian Angels become past tense
At the non-believer's expense,
And, good people who just wouldn't bend
To accept Jesus and their ways - mend
Before Jesus comes for His church - rapture.
All wild animals will become wilder;
And, lief pets prone to blitz as cougar;
Like, gentle Pit will go for tot's jugular,
Whilst friends and relatives
Kill friends and relatives!
Exactly as in scripture ever since dawn!
Once the Holy Spirit is withdrawn.
So when Holy Spirit does His ascend,
You won't want t' b' there durin' - The End!