For a front porch

Wait till I show you this,

it looks like dust and bricks but really,

there's more.

Up here! I say, climb these crumbling stairs

and don't worry, our dreams are 

yet strong.

Push back the plastic sheen, this is my

front porch.  You can see the whole city

from my front porch.  Look, how I own all these cars and people,

they don't even know it.

Do you like my front porch?  Do you feel the sun

warm on your back, like a lover at night? 

Or are you still looking at my calloused hands 

and dirty fingernails?

I built my front porch, with these calloused hands,

and now I see the city.