The Masterpiece: Parts I and II

I: The Purpose The Lord thought truth was beautiful in any form or spectacle And coating it with fine veneers was starting to distort Humanity's adherence to the outermost appearance grew Which gave way to the rise of sin by falsehoods they'd export A sweet and ordinary bird expressed the best His person third His second walked the earth in an informal one-piece cloak The call to plainness of His Word had been by all the nations heard And yet the countless multitudes had still not to Him woke Each time He gave a gift of worth to somebody of common birth As soon as glory was revealed, the devil interfered The outer shell was everything to those who held successes' string For vanity was largely how their riches were revered The use of electricity had furthered the duplicity Infusing fell illusions with a paralyzing light So that the good recipients of His divine beneficence Were overwhelmed by power and could not tell wrong from right The time had come to make a man who'd stay the course within His plan To furnish ample stamina against the evil tide He'd bless him with a gift for art and fill with love his open heart And let the spread of showy truth extend the whole world wide Excessive artificial vaunt would fail to be a source of want But only proper application of the noble skill Though fearsome ones in high employ would gather to the truth destroy They'd come up short against the force of his intrepid will He'd let him know he had a soul for which to choose a timeless goal And put the strongest arguments inside his able brain He'd give him sight to penetrate the fellow persons' inner state In order to upon the underlying meaning train He'd name him David, like the king who slew the giant with a sling And set him on the earth among the modestly sustained A paintbrush in a hand so brave was guaranteed to stir a wave But only by disruption could the greater good be gained II: The Adversary The devil treated his aides well to help him swell the ranks of Hell At least until the time arrived for each to fall below He showered them with shining wealth and kept them in the finest health Upon his loyalest, the highest honours he'd bestow His force was undetectable in persons so respectable Which let the spread of evil go entirely unchecked As laws were passed to make the need for people to indulge in greed And meet the disappointing fate that they did not expect To shield the fallen from their grief, illusions offered brief relief Which failed to keep them happy unless constantly applied For this, the new technology employed a slick psychology From which the most determined would find difficult to hide The worldly dream of zillionaires was passed off to the crowd as theirs To reinforce the glory that would otherwise soon drop And those who had the greatest means to dominate through TV screens Were rated by the devil as the flower of his crop Though other painters by the lake had chosen to a landscape make Would David turn his easel round to face the other way And render a subjective look at shoppers on the banner's hook Their megamall depicted as a crushing beast of prey His daring ingenuity and capable dexterity Won favour from the passers-by who praised him for his work It left him feeling tranquilized to be so strongly patronized Oblivious to enemies who in the throng might lurk The ringing of the hotline red withdrew the chairman from his bed To answer an important call from down in the abyss An artist with a bent for truth was openly corrupting youth With images designed to throw their programming amiss It ceased with a despotic shout to snuff the brazen upstart out Or suffer for his failure a disturbing penalty The influential Mister Large would to the target hands discharge Once weaknesses were gathered by a through inquiry (to be continued)
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