You can put it up in neon

or carry it on a sign,

just as long as people know,

the end is nigh.

It governed your vote for president,

how much you long for His return.

It’s had something to do with everything,

from who you married to the way you spurn

your gay relative, and how you discern

what to like on Facebook, and what to turn

away. I must admit I’m winging it, on Judgement Day.