What Heppened To Laughter?

What Happened to Laughter? What I miss the most not being a child, is its exuberance. The easy tears and laughter, to jump up in the air for no reason at all other that it gave a dizzying sensation. I loved to go to circus, laughed uproar sly at the clown and admired the lion tamer with his whip. These days a clown’s mask is an unfolding tragedy and animals should be free to survive or die in the wild. But I still hanker for the days of innocence which is so utterly lacking in morality. Now I seek refuge behind irony a place where to hide my tears and hilarity.