Will it be an earthquake?  
Will it be a flood?
Will it be tsunamis
That claim my blood?

Will it be fire,
Nature's or man's?
Will it be famine
Come to possess the land?

Will it be violence?
Will it be drugs?
Will it be war
Or terrorism's thugs?

Whatever it be
It will be what it is
Whenever it comes
The time will be His

Whenever it comes
My soul will stand bait
To transition from this world
To my eternal fate

Will it be catastrophic?
Will it be of great peace?
Will I lie awake?
Will I go in my sleep?

Questions, more questions
They come, and they go
In search of end times
Times we'll all come to know

No need to wonder
Only a need to prepare
For the moment that awaits us
And who will greet us there

Revelation tribulations
The times that we bear
The surprise in our eyes
The world's shocking stare

For when death calls the roll
There's no battle of the minds
Just the mystery unfolding
Of prophetic end times.