3:15am

when i see cars on the road
at this time
(the very few there are)
i always like to wonder;
are they going to pick up a loved one
from the airport?
are they rushing to the hospital
after hearing about an accident?
or are they just lonely souls like me,
searching desperately for an
ounce of humanity,
something to fight for, something to
cherish, something to keep.