Just Beyond Today Poem by bobby beddoe

In split nano-second upon signed peace deal
‘Tween Israel/Palestine; ‘tho hardly a newsreel,
Time-Times-And-Half-A-Time starts middle-night
In Western Hemisphere, at White House's delight.
Midst His rapture call, those graspin' th' abyss of doom
Wish'd had a second chance - startin' from th' womb;
‘Caus bursting th' pretend Christian's bubble,
T'wd better six feet of sod than fake prophet's haggle!
The doff of Restrainer will quickly be forgotten
Exc'pt not by th' one in bed not taken.
Those Born-Agains making th' Flight
Will leave nothing behind in sight;
Jets won't fall from flight endin' up as ash,
No driverless cars ‘twixt each other t' crash.
So Hush! God can, by His voice, make that happen.
Yes, He creat'd cosmos by speaking back then!
Weeks (months?) following signing, Russia/Iran
100% wiped out by Far-East Chinaman.
(Not t' b' snafued fo' Armageddon much lat'r) .
Upon horror, multitudes seek Roman Minister.
As doomed confirm in t'other ‘christ' - th'ir trust;
Ev'n those ill at ease, 'tis too late t' adjust.
While all those tattoed watch in amusin' glee,
A Voice: 'Beyond guillotine, you'll be with Me! '
With their stainless blades more than razor sharp
Will send heads rolling t' beheaded lop's cart;
Now, the body's soul - happy t' b' free;
To join family, friends, and Him for eternity!