Deserving all reviling, loathing, and curse;
To be an art critic– can it get worse?
Imagine appearing before the Lord,
In Christ’s own kingdom, God’s glory restored:
The One you ignored now judges your soul.
Your life is reviewed, opened like a scroll—
He looks through your motives, your soul, and heart.
Did you have faith?   Well… I wrote about Art.

Perhaps there exists something even worse…
Worse than atheist critics (and my verse):
Scribes who are devoted to Rock and Roll,
Rap, R & B, Pop in part or in whole.
Condemned by their works and their words alone:
The drivel they scribble for Rolling Stone
Must be answered for on the Judgement day
(Which none of them believed in anyway.)