Quick-Ending by Joseph D. Smith

You say that the world will end in fire,
I say the situation will be even more dire.
This quality you most despise,
I know your ultimate demise.

When the world ends,
You will have the bends;
Not by water,
But by mud,
The world shall turn to quicksand.

You will have no place to run,
But rather you will see your bitter end.
Do you fight or swim?
Do you have the right to decide?
Only God will know,
You will be killed with a sinking suicide!