Atheist with a Prayer

No one should see the things that I have seen

Retched, deplorable things fall unclean

For things entering my ear piercing it

Feelings mind to heart blackened my spirit

One day a gift led me to see son’s crown

Compassion, love, forgiveness felt all ‘round

Holy three still run in me forever

Sit and listen how Jesus dies never

His blood washes us free of sin, tore the veil

Now the love of God, ours, heart opened sail

Atheist with a Prayer is Mark Richards's debut poetry collection that catalogs his transformative journey towards the light of faith.