So what did you do before this? I asked the driver "I drove trucks. Now I drive people to places" I sat and listened As the radio melodies faded And as the beeping And the woman's voice From his smartphone Began to sound like silence
"My father drove trucks I watched him drive Day in and day out I watched him drive so much That when I was 12 I grabbed the wheel And did his job for him"
And so we talked Passing green lights Stopping at the red ones
Finally, The car came to a halt I handed him my money And told him to drive safely
That's when I realized Some men are meant for some things