Atlantic City, NJ, Feb. 23, 1972
The nothingness of the supreme being
By Vladimir Huber
They saw him crippled,
and they asked him, «why»?
They saw her sad,
and they asked her, «why»?
He and she saw them empty,
and they asked themselves, «how come»?
A dog walked by,
like checking the atmosphere;
he made a pout and walked away.
The flowers that were listening,
closed their hands
and turned into themselves.
A door closed; a baby cried.
Everybody kept on asking,
and becoming surprised of others,
while Nature was getting hurt .