By Lynn Ockersz Lights go out, one by one, As darkness mingles with desolation, Among people left to their devices, Their hearths dimming by the hour, Amid the thinning aroma in eating places, While hand-to-mouth micro-businesses, Forlornly put up their worn-out shutters, Since there’s no life-line for the afflicted, And begging, for some, becomes an […]