Ode to the hashtag.

Who knew that you would become this
when you had spent years lingering
around mathematician musings, 
lurking on the pages of 
disgruntled musicians 
or aiding the clarity that 
a dependent list-maker
displays to the world. 
Now, you are something entirely different. 
A social beacon
in the never-ending whirlpool
of silent change-makers 
and restless teenagers 
and 140-character junkies.
A ploy 
to the youth that is so 
apparently misunderstood
and to the crowd-followers 
who need a life raft  
motivating them to stay afloat 
in this technological province.  
A statement 
from the angst ridden
purposefully ironic 
naysayers 
and the carefree 
Facebook word-vomiters. 
You are a shapeshifter of identities
and a marker up to the discretion of its user.