Poem of Death/Rapture

Who knows when the end will come?

If you believe the rapture is pre

then you are worry-free

Mid believes in half and three

Your eyes must be able to spot and see

The worst is post

Danger and persecution

runs rampant the most

Why be afraid of death?

Does it not happen to your neighbor?

and the next?

Worrying does not grant you time

Just as the poet

stresses of rhyme

When it pertains to death

You will not be able to expect

Who will care

And who will disconnect

What happens after death?

What happens after rapture?

Well

I have the answer