A marble Stone from the earth Beautiful in every way to God Found by those who labored odd And thus rejected. Without worth
This very piece of quaried Rock "Valueless" and thrown away Is a Cornerstone unto this day The most important building block
Blood weeps, as tears, within it's cracks For it is built upon a hill But the lost reject it still Though in it's HEART there is no lack
Within that Heart there exist eyes That see all the hardship, pain But in most people there remains The need to believe Deception's lies
There is a statue of a man The King David by his name Michelangelo of fame Erected it, as in Rome planned
The block of marble used for him Had what, for most, was fatal flaw But the great sculptor did then draw The greatest carving there's ever been
This marvel, crowds to awe and sway Made by hands of a talented one But God selected the Cornerstone But it's still reviled and cast away
It is ever there, to accept and thus atone For the nascient misdeeds of self Indeed, more precious than great wealth Is the cleansing blood from a Stone
SoulSurvivor (C) 4/16/2016
The marble blocks used for the Statue of David in Rome had a flaw in it. It was therefore rejected by many sculptors. But it was an excellent piece of marble. So Michelangelo worked around the flaw and thus created one of the most beautiful sculptures on earth.
The Stone I speak of in this poem Is, of course, Jesus Christ.
This is a different rhyming scheme for me. I hope it came out alright...