Before there was magic, there was sorcery.
Before textbooks were written and rules were made up, there was sorcery.
Mages more powerful than the mind can fathom,
Their eyes capable of seeing across centuries,
Electricity sparking over their features,
Their voices boomed like the sound of tremendous mountains being moved
As they cast flatulence spells on each other-
Sorcery.
Unbridled by regular human limitations,
Sorcerers travelled to lands no one else dared even think about entering,
Where Mother Nature seemed to forget own rules,
Saw majestic stone spires and said,
“Hey, that one looks kind of like a…”
      Sorcery
Brings endless possibility
Which is why conjuring spells were outlawed soon after the invention of capitalism
(One can see why the two concepts didn’t exactly work well together)
And transfiguration charms are illegal too now,
Because too many sorcerers were beginning to think of civilized conversation as too old-fashioned  a method of conflict resolution.
Sorcerers
Might be taken a bit more seriously if they’d stop tripping over those stupid cloaks they insist on   Wearing even when it’s 35 degrees outside
That’s 308.15 Kelvin in case you didn’t know, I learned that last week and I think it’s cool so I put it in my poem, don’t question my process it’s
Sorcery.