Father’s day is this coming Sunday. I was lucky enough to have my father around throughout my whole life. He always gave my sound advice and I knew I could talk to him about anything. He always told me he loved me and was proud of me. In school I felt bad for the kids that didn’t know their fathers. Some of them just saw their fathers once or twice a year. Or sometimes just on holidays. This is a big problem in the black community. We have some black men that just leave their children with the mother and don’t want the responsibility of fatherhood. Dead beat dads are the worse. But you also have some black women who push the father’s away and wont let the father see their children. We got some serious work to do in our community. The black family is in desperate need of repair. But this post is a big shout out to all the fathers out there that know the importance of fatherhood. And how much boys and girls need their father has a teacher,provider and protector. That’s what my father is to me. This is a great poem by Richard Rowe. I hope you like it.
To Black fathers who have tried to provide and protect.
To Black fathers who continue to encourage and empower their children.
To Black fathers who love Black mothers.
To Black fathers who practice what they preach.
Set the example.
To Black fathers who reach out and reach back.
Continue to uplift.
To Black fathers who are honest and honorable.
Remember Martin King.
To Black fathers who are determined and disciplined.
To Black fathers who have not given up.
To Black fathers who are courageous and demanding.
To Black fathers who are systematic and work hard.
For Black fathers who are self-determining.
Remember Booker T.
For Black fathers who have decided to win,
who have decided to fight back,
who don’t make excuses and
who promote and practice the essence of
Let’s continue to celebrate the power of our endurance.
Let’s continue to choose the right path.
Let’s remain strong and let’s keep the faith.