Some people die for honor
Some people die for love
Some people die while singing
To the heavens above
Some people die believing
In the cross on Calvarys’ hill
And some people die
In the blink of an eye
For a $20 bill
Some people go out in glory
(Yeah) with the wind at their back
Some get to tell their own story
Write their own epitaph
Sometimes you see it coming
Sometimes you don’t know until
You run out of breath
With a knee on your neck
For a $20 bill
Brother, I never knew you
And now I never will
But I make this promise to you
I’ll remember you still
Take, eat – this is the body
It’s time to break the bread
Do this in remembrance
Just like the good book said
Sometimes the wine is a sacrament
Sometimes the blood is just spilled
Sometimes the law
Is the devils’ last straw
The future unfulfilled
For a $20 bill
By Tom Prasada-Rao 5/28/20 Silver Spring MD