Clever from title to end as far as the acrostics of this. There really is a lot being said here about DNA and who really is the father of a child, and your author's note gives that added detail that makes one ponder even more. Well done.

Soulo, this is sad and brilliant at the same time. Sad for the emotions that come out of the rejection, but brilliant for the combination of forms that you've accomplished here. Knowing who my father is doesn't help me much, since divorce and another family left me feeling that I never mattered after he moved on. Sometimes I feel exactly as you've written in this poem. The emotions can be universal, no matter what the situation.
~Chelle~

A great read, Soulo. Well done. -Kat :)

Wow-- three plays on DNA. And all honest, wise, and playful. There is a humor and a tease to this in spite of a serious questioning and statement. The last stanza is throw your hands up in the air brilliant.

one who simply provides the sperm, not a father makes... but rather one who provides the loving environment and conditions wrapped in an atmosphere of love... there are many who look for one who provided the sperm and sadly reject the one who was there all those years... while there is merit in knowing the one with whom's DNA you may share, please don't forget the ones who loved you, regardless... {{{{hugs}}}}} alisa

Clever, sad, and deeply touching.

Good to see this as POTD.