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He should have been born in another age
In another place, another time
The lord of some castle, or a wayfaring knight
A man of honor and distinction
With a lover’s weeping heart
Intent to set some maiden free

For he cared too much, you see

He believed in truth
In justice, and in life
But he heard the children cry
When others told him not to listen
And when he tried to speak himself
They slapped a dollar on his wrist

Only the knife they found beside him
Could stab that dollar from his mind.

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Dear Laurence, This is a lovely little piece, but the last two lines befuddled me, I thought perhaps that it might read bette another way, such as: only the knife they found beside him could remove that fated dollar from his mind. I dunno, its good enough as it stands. Thanks, Phillip