Shiva Ganapathy was waiting in line to get into Trader Joe’s on Columbus and 93rd when he wrote the following poem.
Karo Na! (Just do it…Hindi)
Cherry trees line the street
Their bursting blossoms a springtime treat
Like stars upon a summer night
Dazzling on my left and right
The town is empty, people are gone
And the left behind are woebegone
The unseen enemy has struck hard
Filling every hospital ward
Not just viral, but deadly, virile
Hunker down and stay sterile
But proclaim amid all this travail
Karo Na! We will prevail!
This spring is a time for contemplation
But come summer, there’ll be celebration!