Black paint
Masking a writing
It's not just any writing 
The most important one

Black paint 
Not made with chemicals
Not wielded with a brush
As realistic as the name

I am an artist
Cheered on by the other
Reminded by the main
Of my art of rue

The writing 
Ought to be clear
Freely sitting on his canvas
The writing of the most important name

I don't deserve love
Not from that name
The name that saved me 
The name that saved us all

My shameful art
Disgrace, disobedience, disregard
Painting the name black
With these artistic hands

I do not deserve love
Endless and incurious
Why should I deserve love
With my imperfect hands

White paint
The color He painted me
Reminding me of his love
That I am His very own

I thought I was born an artist
But he took my color imperfect
Now chartered to be loved by Him,
Camaraderie