Another New York Day

Flashing lights emergency,
The police cars in a row.
Ask what’s going on and hear
That no one seems to know.

Fire engines block the street;
Cars have been diverted.
Soon the press trucks will appear,
Once they have been alerted.

Just another New York day,
Though tourists stand there gawking;
Natives give a glance and then
We shrug and keep on walking.

*this poem was in yesterday's
Metropolitan Diary column 
in The New York Times.