Culture Shock

I am an irony of confusion
a supersonic blast of optical illusion
A civilized media flunky
a modern Indian internet junkie
I got brand name clothes
and a red skinned soul
I like the Beatles and the Stones
and the reservation bones
I ride a plastic horse
with a Japanese name
and I fight the wars
through the NFL games
Society has collided with my reality
and a chunk of artificiality
called Manifest Destiny
has confused me
ever so subtly