My Father Poem by Deci Hernandez

My father is not a respecter
Of his children
Neither has he tested
Whomsoever of us

Though he has love much love
Though he has mercy
His grace is sufficient

His wrath is not a fire
To be played with

Even the bravest of
His gentelmen sons
And even the most
Naughty and stubborn ones

No one has a chest that cannot be caved
No one has a gut that cannot be wrenched
His onslaught is not the result
Of a failed test
And champions are not decided by who
Has done best

My father is not a respecter
Oh his children
Neither has he condemned
Whomsoever of us