1939
©2003 Michael D. Renneker

walking along past the Trylon and the Perisphere

the World of Tomorrow lies ahead

with freeways and television

and fantastic things

designed to make our lives so easy

the future looks so bright right now

here in 1939

me and my girl holding hands inside the picture show

the newsreels report a growing gloom

a cancer is spreading in a land across the sea

and in my mind a million questions

there’s a fear on the horizon now

here in 1939

my father bled on a field in France in 1917

his father never made it off the “Maine”

we were raised to be free and proud

when duty calls you don’t back down

now I can see the writing on the wall

I remembered that great airship

That just two years before

Crashed down in an all consuming fire

And now hope burns like the Hindenburg

Here in 1939