Safety harness on hard hat snug
The jackhammer roars a rumbling thug
Vibrations shatter all the rough edges
In the city's framework weaving futures and hedges
Once right hand the trowel left hand the brick
Aligning each line making it slick
Once right hand the float left hand the hawk
Smoothing life's canvas a masterpiece we chalk
The hammer pounds a rhythmic clang
Fixing what's uneven making it hang
Filling every hole making it whole
Skills learned now strength starts to wane and roll
Through the dust and the grime we keep our eyes on the prize
Building not just walls but our hopes and our ties
Each drop of sweat a story to tell
A journey of survival a dream to uphold as well
In the hustle of life we find our fight
Surviving dreaming day and night
Against all odds we hold our ground
Survival's our path dreams our guiding sound
The sun beats down a searing light
On our backs through the long long night
Carrying the weight of our ambitions high
Climbing the la