The City That Never Sleeps
I live in “the city that never sleeps”
But now I can attest
To the fact that for the first time
It’s been forced to take a rest.
The restaurants and corner stores
Are shuttered or, at best,
Allowing business to proceed
With hours quite repressed.
The famous subways always ran,
As you have likely guessed,
All day and night so no one’s
Travel had to be suppressed.
But now they’ll disinfect the trains
At City Hall’s request
From 1 – 5 a.m.; all those
Still on will face arrest.
Pandemics put the world on hold;
We’ve seen that manifest
Yet to see my city sleeping
Can’t help making me depressed.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2020
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