A girl in front of a painting

There is a ribbon beside her,
But she doesn't notice.

Too engrossed in the masterpiece,
she doesn't feel the eyes on her back.

This moment, trapped in color,
Art is all that matters.

Strolling around the room,
we see her passion.

Stop. Stare.
Begin to care.

(Inspired by Megan Tennant's Art Gallery)

The end of the story

Dante said,
      You belong at the bottom,
      In Hell's inner circle.
Hey, betrayer and traitor,
      You died without hope.
      You didn't know the end of the story.

Jesus said,
      You can't serve 2 masters,
      It's money or God.
Hey, Mr. Moneybags,
      You chose wrong.
      Silver can't save your soul.

Peter said,
      You shared in the ministry,
      You were one of the Twelve.
Hey, disciple of the Messiah,
      Why did you let Satan
      Have a foothold in your soul?

David said,
      It would be better, for you,
      If you weren't even born.
Hey, owner of the field of blood,
      You screwed up bad, and tried to undo.
      Because of the guilt, you chose death.

           But He,
            Jesus,
           Teacher,
           Messiah,
The King, who was hated,
 betrayed, and whipped,
          mocked
          & kissed.
          Was tried,
           crucified,
           and died.
           But then,
           three days
        later, He's alive.
         
Hey, Judas Iscariot,
      You missed the end
      Christ died for us.
      He died for our sins.
      But now, He Lives,
      And He Forgives.