If My Son Poem by Randy McClave

If my son were gay
With it and him I would be okay,
He's my son and of him I am proud
I'd shout out my love for him out loud.

If my son were black
I would always have his back,
And if he were an Asian
He would always be part of my equation.

If my son were a transgender
My love to him I would not surrender,
Even if he weren't like me
I still want him to be happy.

If my son took drugs
I would still give him my love with hugs,
And him I would not ever deny
Nor would I want him to suffer or die.

If my son went to church
I don't want him sat on a perch,
Where some Christians might judge and point and mock
Because he's not like me or you, or a jock.

When! and not if my son meets God
New and or improved or even a little bit flawed,
God will look at him and do the judging
While I'll be still doing the hugging.

Randy L. McClave