I sat down and cried, wondered why, magic died <br />Do you know of its demise, <br />Now I fear and dare not dream of miracles <br />And how we came about, and fables full of doubt <br /> <br />How could God let magic die and pass away <br />Now who will believe in Him who made the world in 6 days <br />All the devils sinners and dragons have gone to hell <br />All the martyrs, god's men and goodmen in heaven to dwell <br /> <br />Magic died, no more gimmicks tricks, miracles of wonderland <br />All the king's witches and wizards can't bring magic back again <br />Though I cry at the shores of reason, they're brushed away <br />By winds of logic and real, mathematics and steel <br /> <br />Come out and play with me, I would see the magic of your glee <br />but you say magic has died, I cannot play till we find to where he went <br />and why, magic come back, make us free to dream and hope for more<br /><br />shimon weinroth<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-day-magic-died/
