This,

This is an ode,

An ode to those in the concrete jungle,

Not you and me when we are visiting the city,

Not you and me when we are taking the subway,

Not you and me when we are getting rid of our cup of coffee.

This is an ode,

An ode to those in the concrete jungle,

Frank Sinatra’s New York.

This is an ode,

Not to you and me when we are sleeping from 9-5,

Not to you and me spitting your gum on the sidewalk,

Not to you and me focused on our daily life.

This,

This is an ode,

An ode to those working at 1 am,

Those cleaning the slurs and the graffiti at 2 a.m.,

And those picking up trash at dusk at 6 a.m.,

This is an ode,

This is for you.