Born in New Delhi, capital city
of the largest democracy
in the world.
Raised in Delaware, first state
to ratify the constitution
of the USA.
Chose to become, U. S citizen
on my 21st birthday.
Relinquished allegiance
Pledged allegiance
Listened to the speaker
U.S. war veteran
telling us all
to speak English only
from now on.
Wondered why
I had chosen
a land of one language
over the land of 100 tongues.
Posed for pictures.
Voted for change.
Watched towers burn.
Mourned with my countrymen
but feared persecution
by the Real Americans.
All the while
lyrics swim in my head
from the dozen fireworks displays
of my youth.
“I am proud to be an American,
where at least I know I am free…
and I’ll gladly stand up, next to you.”
But sometimes I still wonder,
will you stand up next to me?
Answer to the question: YES, yes, yes, and again, yes…
There are very few Americans “original” Americans – so many of us are from distant shore in one generation or another!
That is very true. And yet so many seem to forget that. Thanks Barby!