When I Was Young

When I was young
An anthem of a foreign land
The Star-Spangled Banner hymn I sung
In places and people I did not understand

Though I was young
I always felt, if not knew
When concerts began and stage bells rang
People stood up, and woke up anew

That while we were young
And others were not so quite
Whether you were from here, or far flung
You are in America now, things will be alright

And we are forever young
While blemished and pounced upon by time
This was the promise of a nation newly sprung
That right and might will always stay in true rhyme

Why then in two centuries and a half young
With perpetual downs and ups, backs and forwards
Should souls despair or swear with mouths and tongue
For this nation is a dream, and will carry ever onwards

Dean Marc
Written on the eve the USA’s 250th.

Dean Marc

Part of the more nomadic tribe of humanity, Dean believes a boat anchored ashore, while safe, is a tragedy, as this denies the boat its purpose. When not serving in zedreviews, Dean normally works as a strategist, advisor, operator, mentor, coder, and janitor for several technology companies, open-source communities, and startups. Otherwise, he's on a hunt for some good bean or leaf to enjoy a good read on some newly (re)discovered city or walking roads less taken with his little one.