New York the Damned Island

Fabled Streets into spaces of loneliness, field hospital in central park and the wailing of ambulances, their serpentine allure claiming its wild certitude amid full tides of sacrifice in ERs as trenches beaming with resistance and pride safe from evil's dissidence, garments with no self-glory intent, saving lives, saving grace. Paradox is city's nick-name, and the virus the killer of its narcissism. New York lives like a Shakespearean tragedy bending its ear to earth's resonnance.