Masterpiece

Satisfactory to the point of Blasphemy
Feeling your head up with lies that you believe
with its Satan given notions of
Fear
Doubt
Falsehood
And Strife
The world you Felt safe in
Is now The Devil's Haven
You feel trapped by the struggle
not knowing how to survive
Vying For your Life saying
Is This The Rest Of My Life
NO
Because You are a Masterpiece
The hand that Crafted Life
Crafted You and Me
Carefully and with Utmost Love 
Every Line in the Design
So Perfect
So Divine
Only In this one Life
Will we ever get to Show
The Love of a man
Who Died on That Tree
The Whitewash To Our Canvas
Has Renewed Us Indefinitely
Our Blots From the past
No Longer Separate
No longer we are Bound
No Longer to Deteriorate
Raise Your Hands
Those Hands Once Bonded
Move Your Feet
Those Feet Once Grounded
Raise Your Voice
The Sky The Limit
And as we Look again
Back At that Canvas of our Lives
Vibrant Colors all Come to life
No longer it be covered shades of Hate
Hues Of Hurt
Or Tints Of Greed
Now It is Covered
A Glistering Sight now Shown
In the End
We'll be Next On The Stand
On the Shelf God Has secured for all of us 
Only to Begin
We must Know Jesus