Magic
There is lots of magic in the world.
The magic of life.
The magic of love.
The magic of death.
The magic of imagination.
The only magic missing is the magical kind.
The magical kind exists
In those pure of heart.
And nowadays those are impossible to find.
And if, by chance
There were any totally pure of heart,
In this cruel world
They would be extinguished fairly quickly
And replaced by hearts of pure darkness.
