I Don't Believe In Magic Poem by Randy McClave

I don't believe in magic
The young boy to the old man had spoke,
Though it sounded tragic
As the boy said his feelings weren't a joke.
He said he didn't believe in bewitching
Or into any type of wizardry,
How a frog became a prince from a kissing
Its not true because he wasn't 4 or 3.
I don't believe in fascination
As the young boy again took his stand,
It's all part of the imagination
It's all just a use of slight of hand.
Magic is but an illusion
The young boy truthfully explained,
It's a trick which creates a confusion
And all that believe it are the harebrained.
I don't believe in hocus pocus
Or any mystical or magical term,
I will always stay forward and focus
From what I have read and will learn.
The old man just sat and quietly listened
To all that the young boy believed,
And how never under any situation or condition
Could he ever be tricked of deceived.
'I don't believe in magic the boy again said'
It is not real and to me it cannot ever occur,
Then the old man just smiled and thought instead
'You will, when one day you finally see her.'

Randy L. McClave