If I Had Magic With Me

If I had my magic with me I would have touched the ailing humanity And cured it would have been, Within seconds, Cured, forever, Without ever fearing any sort of darkness Grapple at their souls And inhabiting in them! If I had my magic with me I would have touched Death And never again would it have been tempted To harvest mortal souls again For purposes known to itself! If I had my magic with me I would have made sure That Earth remains fulfilled as a Mother That her tears fall never That her heart wrenches never That her breath falters never At everything that we, her children, Are doing to her! If I had my magic with me, I would have created, for humankind, A world within this fallen one So as to have them believe In the romance of fairy tales, In the magic accompanying them In the everlasting pleasures that they promise Why, I would have imbibed in their hearts, The way To have true and genuine love Burning therein, all the time! If I had my magic with me I would have saved my own soul And that of Love's I would have touched his inner essence And would have showed him The meaning hidden behind our purpose So as to evoke in him The urgent need that the skies Have thrust upon me To have him acting accordingly To the musical beats of celestial piano players! Pray, My magic, though Is left back there In that realm from which I fell! Without it, I become as useless As is a rabbit in an ocean As is love in evil's realm As is music in a hater's heart! Without it, I become powerless Relying solely On the mercy of the skies On its might and its potency On the faith I hold for it in my heart On the trust I have for it as well! Pray, Magic, Would have been of great use, Yet, sadly, Without it, I can't help but let my heart wrench And let my teeth clench As I watch life on Earth roll by!