Atlantic City, NJ, Feb. 22, 1972

And it happens

By Vladimir Huber

The reason to cry;
the reason to laugh.
Life and death marching on.
A big smile, in the heart of those
who see the cycle and enjoy it.
Little figures crawling around,
desperate, crying and begging,
to be fixed in the river
that keeps on flowing.

Love slips away,
while we put it in jail.
The boy ran away from place,
while the bird was sinking down.
And we keep on trying,
as if we couldn’t know