TPK included this poem in a PM early this year, and the first two lines were a recurring theme in his correspondence. <b>You don't know my name. You don't know who I am.</b> You just play that electronic paper game. I have always played for keeps. Bankers and the lawyers They all fall down The homeless will give you A brand new crown. Copper for your paper Mettle for your dreams When you're drowning in your debts No one hears your screams But you are the King You are the Knight You are the way And you are the light But you're not the only one!