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The poem depicts the aftermath of the Rapture, a Christian belief where millions of faithful are suddenly taken to heaven, leaving others behind. It portrays a world struck silent—empty streets, abandoned homes, and a profound sense of loss and confusion for those remaining. The Rapture, described as a swift, divine event, separates the ready from the unready, leaving the “left behind” grappling with questions and a sense of isolation. Yet, amidst the desolation, the poem offers hope, suggesting that through repentance and seeking Jesus Christ’s embrace, those left behind can find salvation through His boundless grace.
May all find Jesus Christ as their personal Saviour and Lord!
The Plan of Salvation through Jesus Christ is God’s provision for humanity’s redemption from sin and restoration to eternal life. All people are born in sin, separated from God (Romans 3:23). God sent Jesus Christ, His Son, to live a sinless life, die on the cross, and rise again, paying the penalty for sin (1 Peter 2:24). Salvation is received through faith in Jesus as Savior and Lord (John 3:16), repentance from sin (Acts 3:19), and confessing Jesus’ lordship (Romans 10:9). Through Christ’s sacrifice, believers are forgiven, receive the Holy Spirit, and gain eternal life in heaven (Ephesians 1:7; John 10:28). At Christ’s return, all will be judged: those who accepted Him will live eternally with God, while those who rejected Him face eternal separation (Matthew 25:31-46).
In a blink, the world grew still,
Millions vanished—gone, until—
Silent streets, where echoes roam,
Empty houses, once called home.
The Rapture came, a thief in light,
Swept the faithful out of sight.
No warning bell, no final call,
Just absence vast, a sudden fall.
For those who stay, the left behind,
A weight of questions grips the mind.
Where did they go? Why not me?
A truth too vast for eyes to see.
The air feels thin, the heart’s adrift,
A chasm wide, a divine shift.
Yet in the quiet, hope may stir—
A chance to seek what once was blurred.
The Rapture, swift, divides the day,
Takes the ready, leaves the stray.
Repent of sins, seek Christ’s embrace,
His mercy saves through boundless grace.