This non-rapture May 21, 2011 maybe one of the biggest jokes of the year.
I thought just in case I’ll write a poem. Poetry, I imagine is big in heaven. I can’t sing. A few comments I’ve heard have me wondering if heaven might a boring eternity. I really pray that there are stand-up comedian acts with unlimited tickets available. Oh and beer too.
Here’s my rapture poem by lisleman:
With fear they were able capture
The minds of many regarding the rapture.
Unlike the time the story was first told
Our connected fast world was quickly sold.
I consider myself an optimist
This end date doesn’t show on my list.
But on this day, I here confessed
About the rapture I became obsessed.
So another day I will grow
To watch time’s steady flow.
With much doubt ringing in my ear
Just leave me alone to finish my beer.