oh wow!
today one of my friends wrote a poem about the end of the world.
it was really great, so i asked him if i could post here.

End of the world
by Luke latshaw

In the beggining of the end
the sun will be darkened
no longer giving us its life
The moon will no longer glow
and light the way for weary travelers
The stars will fall from the sky
The powers of heaven will be shaking curropting its arrival
The beggining of the end
Can be magnificant or destrutable