The Hope
Beyond the light, there lies the dark,
No glimmer of hope, there's no spark.
Where hearts and happiness do lack,
The Heartless roam, pure hearts they track.
They hate the light, despise the good,
They'd destroy all if they could.
Created in the dark and deep,
The souls of the lost they do keep.
Kept alive by hatred and death,
They seek out hearts to give them breath.
The Heartless have minds of their own.
Their numbers and powers have grown.
Who will save us from these creatures?
A young boy who has these features:
Hope and kindness, strength and love,
His heart's a weapon from above.
His journey to save has just begun,
He has the light, he is the one.