Colliding Colors, "I Have a Dream" By seelifein69 A melting pot? A community? That's really not what it feels like to me. New immigrants, new shapes and sizes come here to get new lives 'n hope for dreams come true. Only to find the world they were told has shrunken old and overrun by the same view. But they still speak their tounge and tote a hot gun and run around like this is their old home. Others work hard all day for about five dollars pay and send it back to their wives, who're alone. So they can go home, again and sleep with the drove, again, until sunrise calls them, at five AM. These pieces of their heritage get integrated in their marriages to effect the new generation. So now what you see, on US MTV, is a mix of the whole world on one TV station. It will take some time to undo the reply from our parents, who thought them foe. For in a decade or so we'll all be so old, that America is all we know. And in this idea we can start to feel the interconnected-ness grow. So, I do my thing, you do yours. Cause eventually we'll be reborn, into a place that is so mixed there is no race and we can live face to face.