A Twenty Dollar Bill
By Kenneth G. White Jr.
Who cares about justice?
My badge gives me the right to kill
Someone over a twenty-dollar bill
Who cares about compassion?
I will put my knee on his neck until he is still
Because of a twenty-dollar bill
Let me press a little harder
How does that feel
Put all my weight upon him
over a twenty-dollar bill
He is crying like a baby
But it ain’t real
I can’t breathe he’s lyin
Over a twenty dollar-bill
Murder in broad daylight
It is kind of surreal
I am suffocating this guy in public
Over a twenty-dollar bil
The crowd around me will not break my will
I will choke him for
Nine minutes and twenty-nine seconds
Over a twenty-dollar bill
He is black I am white
My prejudice is real
It does not bother me to kill him
over a twenty-dollar bill
The EMT’s are here
But what the hell
He stopped breathing my mission is fulfilled
Over a twenty-dollar bill
I am a racist
It is plain and simple
I intentionally killed an innocent man
Over a twenty-dollar bill
All of you can complain and cry
There will be no justice or good will
Until America addresses the lesson
of a twenty-dollar bill
Stand up against racism
Don’t be silent don’t be still
And say God bless you George Floyd
Every time you see a twenty-dollar bill
