Faces in a crowd
Each different
A mass of colors
And whirling fabrics
Swing back and forth
With the pendulum of time
.
Yet as time passes
As the pendulum swings
The lights begin to darken
Turning all to gray
Taking out the features
The humanity
Of all
.
Many a blank stare
Smoothing out to nothing as the pendulum swings
Faceless masks are donned
And people forget the truths of our reality
Committing crimes against it
Inhuman in their faceless masks
.
Candles are lit
Reminiscent of the lighted time
Asking why all was darkened
Wishing for the light again
Brightening and dimming
Being snuffed out by this reality
.
Until a fire is lit
Blazing through the grey
Melting through the masks
Melting the pendulum
Bringing back our reality
To full color
Showing all the terrible truths of that reality
.
Now the melted pendulum swings
Forever tarnished
Dented
From its time in the dark
We remember
When it used to be pure
And we remember
Why it was melted