Terrible Dad

I’m a terrible dad,
at least that’s what they said.

Too many failures,
too many faults,
that’s what the cackling hens, said.

Not rich enough.
Not sober enough.
Not broken enough.
Not obedient enough.
That’s what society said.

Too fast.
Too free.
Too sinful.
to be; a dad.
That’s what God seems to have said.

It doesn’t matter what I said.

(Photograph: On the Tennessee River in Chattanooga Tennessee.)

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