A Missive to Atheists

For those who try to take God's place-
Stencil in a human face
Perfect in its very form.
Capture quite the fleshy warm
Blood that rises to the flesh
Only display the best
For all the world to see.

Then make it sing
First a laugh, then a sting
Of tears to a dazzling eye-
A baited breath, a halted sigh-
Add life to that which is flat
Only then I'll tip my hat
And admit that I believe.