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...