The tears of the unicorn

the world is a changed place, the unicorn sheds its tears in silence and pain. its tears mark the end of an age of idealism and the start of the age of doing away with everyone for everything. the age of the myth is over, the magic is gone....it chugs out soot from the factories and the sky is grey now. people do not laugh and cry in joy, they do not sing...they muffle up their faces and their tongues.