The world is merging
Continents are melding
Not by space
Not by time
Consequence of media fusing strangers

Traditions clash
We get shocked
Ways of one
Taboo to another
Diverse in background, uniform in humanity

Africans bleach, Caucasians tan
We’re fast becoming one clan
We tinker, we compromise
Light up the melting pot
And season the stew with conflicting perspectives

Culture becomes subculture
White embraces black or the other way around
We blur, we grey
We’re going global
Enjoy the ride



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