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You put the cup down on the coaster

Wipe a spill and look away

You say “I’m just a waitress, sorry”

Like you’re in the way

But that coffee starts a business plan

That smile saves a bad day

Don’t apologize for gravity

Don’t apologize for space


You are never just anything

You are the glue, the spark, the string

The city stops without the gears

You’re worth so much more than your fears

Not just a hands, not just a face

You are the heartbeat of this place


I saw you cleaning up the hallway

Late at night when folks are gone

You said “I’m just a cleaner, really”

And turned the vacuum on

But you clear the path for someone’s dream

You make the chaos disappear

If you walked away tomorrow

Everything would crumble here


You are never just anything

You are the glue, the spark, the string

The city stops without the gears

You’re worth so much more than your fears

Not just a hands, not just a face

You are the heartbeat of this place


You steer the wheel through driving rain

They tap their cards and check the train

You say “I’m just a driver, mate”

While they rush to leave the gate

But you carry stories, you carry lives

Husbands, daughters, and new wives

You’re the captain of the street

Getting everyone to where they meet


You are never just anything

You are the glue, the spark, the string

The city stops without the gears

You’re worth so much more than your fears

Not just a hands, not just a face

You are the heartbeat of this place


I saw you holding shaking hands

When no one else understands

You say “I’m just a carer now”

Wiping sweat from a furrowed brow

But you give dignity to the grey

You listen to what they have to say

When the family leaves and the lights go low

You’re the only angel that they know


You are never just anything

You are the glue, the spark, the string

The city stops without the gears

You’re worth so much more than your fears

Not just a hands, not just a face

You are the heartbeat of this place


Every “just” is a lie we tell ourselves

To make us feel small on the shelves

Take the “just” out of your name

Stand up tall inside the frame


Driver, cleaner, server, friend.

You’re essential until the end.

You are never just anything.


You’re essential.

You’re essential.

Never just anything.


Read by Riley Via-Silva. Written by Mark Nolan.

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