SPERM COUNT

How do you love me let me not count the ways

Does your name, “DAD” give you right of claim?

You might have been part of creating me.... Still

An emotionless motive, no doubt, your greatest will

Your will  to not care, your will to not bother

Why then, call you, Father?

Rather a stranger showing me affection

Be the greater man, in me perfecting

Only biologically engraved in my blood

Be replaced with the thickest of mud

The difference in me, I would not feel

As your actions speak louder..... Still

At the end of it all, I’m so proud of Me

For love and honour of another human being

And if you’re wondering what it’s all about

Just remember that sperm did not count!!

                                                                                                By Jac D