The Postal Service Truck

I wonder what a Postman knows ‘bout those along his route.

Can he tell that some have money?  ….and that some are destitute?

Can he tell that some are active, living lives that bring them gain?

And that others live in grim despair, alone, with numbing brain?

Can he tell that some are healthy, full of vigor, vim and life?

And that some others deal with sickness, chronic pain, a sense of strife?

Can he tell than some achieve and others live with ill-repute?

I wonder what a Postman knows ‘bout those along his route.

I wonder what a Postman knows? — And, does he give a rap?—

as he makes each day’s delivery and then closes up the flap.