What really comes at the end of time?

Would people know, would there be a sign?

Would the elegant light shine down and embrace the people with comforting delight?

Or would it come as a scare in the night, and creep upon them in a fright?

Would the lost souls with fading hope find a place to call "home"?

Or would they vanish into mystery space and all be left alone?

Would they find another life and discover a new way of living?

Or would they brace themselves and prepare for what the darkness is giving?

Would the sun just run away to escape from all the madness?

Or would her powerful rays stick around and try to heal the sadness?

The question is clear, but one could still fear all of these distant signs;

but one will not know exactly how we will go when the world runs out of time.