Statue

I want an image of Thespis commissioned from an ordinary block of stone.
Done by a craftsman who seeks my approval and won’t be happy when through.
The mark and the scar on his weathered left hand are shown in clearer light,
As he moves all his tools and his block right into the workshop.
Some parts will fall with modest taps until there is basic form.
The parts that matter are not so moved, the details that change the world.
Substantial features that mark this marvel of marble as something new
Are still yet forming through pain and loathing with every swing followed through. Suggest losing the rhyme
Pain and loathing for one hundred years.
If the product I can see and be proud,
Then I will dub it “you.”