To the editor: I sent a card to the UK today, to my friend Valerie
for her happy birthday, and a buck twenty-five
is all that I paid.
The card and two dollars were left all alone
in my white metal mailbox in front of my home.
The U.S.P.S in their little white truck,
later came over and picked my card up.
The following day they returned with my change
and I never left home, and if all that sounds strange,
it's only that way cause there's no private reigns.
And if privatized, it would be the demise of a proud institution
as old as it’s wise, the heartbeat and thread of community ties.
Who, with love and support will again surely thrive.
But, consider how D.C has tried to derange
my local P.O where they all know our names.
From 2004 to 2006, billions in profits,
exactly six, were earned with hard work,
then came some conflict, caused by both parties who
pulled a mean trick. They passed P.A.E.A
putting gains in a fix. Once in the black,
now in red did it sit, with all of its hard work
and profits elapsed. Blue boxes n sorters
now on the hit list, all in the name of D.C politics.