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.
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