The Mask of New Beginnings

New faces bring new thunderstorms The smell of fresh rain on pavement shows change in the air The lightning flashes a bright sky for a split second The moment rips away as thunder claps the same old darkness back Yes, thunderstorms just pass through, As all faces do New faces bring new music A satirical word brings relief from a monotonous melody Piercing chants shout the rhythm of careless childhood The sounds of running from cars at night bring in new ratings for the faces' Top Hits But the faces quickly become one hit wonders, As all faces do New faces bring new attire Gold rings, vintage shirts, imported shoes Overpriced clothes worn by flawless stereotypes Natural eye color in a paisley tin A face full of makeup that wipes right off, As all faces do New faces are full of change For a moment, we are caught in the lasso of their rodeo When it is over, we emerge much the same We peel off all the faces to show a blank space So much built on mere resemblance, So much time gone to waste