Raphael Foster Poet ABC

My Dad

My Dad
that’s my dad
rat a tat, rat a tat tat
let me tell you ’bout my dad,
yes, he’s the coolest dad in the world.
We are going on a trip
yes, all the boys and Dad.
Who is this man sitting next to Dad?
Why is Dad holding his hand?
tap, tap do you know your dad?
Why is Mom always so sad?
And Dad always acting a bit mad?
Must be that we are always bad.
Why is Dad not with Mom anymore,
and always holding another man’s hand?
Why is Dad not with Mom anymore?
Must be he found a new friend.
rat a tat tat, rat a tat tat
Then we asked Mom
why he is always with another man.
“I’m bisexual,” that’s all he would say.
He is still the coolest dad
because he is my dad.
All I can say is
he taught us to pray,
to have faith,
and let God lead the way.
And a church is a building
God will reject
if money controls the doors.
At the end of the day,
no one is perfect.

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Eunice Foster May 25, 2025 at 4:37 AM It really touched me for what we all went through and yet we loved our father

Raphael Foster March 1, 2025 at 10:53 AM Only if you can understand the disappointment a child feels knowing that dad is gay we as siblings would wonder what went wrong why did dad always choose to be away from us only realising that you are not always what you portray.