There is a place at the end of time
There the truth shall be made known
There is a time at the end of place
The Ruler shall take His throne

There is a thought at the end of all words
From whence came the skies above?
There is a word at the end of all thoughts
The word, my friend, is Love

There are people in possession of minds
They struggle to figure it out
There are minds in possession of people
Leaving them lost in doubt

There comes a time at the end of all poems
Such a time is near
There will be a poem at the end of all time
Will you be there to hear?