Now you have to be the Ultimate Hypocrite to be writing poetry like this . . . especially when you know you ain't living right! But I did it anyway! Lol!


Now you see me
Now you don't
You'll try to find me
but you won't

I'll disappear
before your eyes
but first 'The Dead
in Christ' will rise

God will give the word
The trump will sound
You may find my clothing
on the ground

And in the twinkling
of an eye
I'll be with Jesus
in the sky