Music: Weekly Song Challenge, Round 27

These are the rules:

Copy rules and add to your own post, pinging back to Lauravent69

Post music videos for your answers to the three musical questions.

Tag two people!

Post a video of a song that’s perfect when you’re feeling overwhelmed.

Comfortably Numb – Dar Williams & Ani DiFranco

Post a video of a song you’d find humorous if it came on while making whoopie.

Black Cow-Steely Dan

Post a video of a protest song.

‘Americans’ – Janelle Monáe,

I found the challenge on willowdot21

I challenge:

Annette Rochelle Aben

and

Dan Antion

and

Anyone who wants to participate!!

Let’s have a little bit of fun!

Rob Goldstein 2019

Cee’s Flower of the Day – August 15, 2019: The Columbine Flower

The Columbine Flower has several symbolic meanings.  The Columbine flower is a symbol of wisdom and intellect. The Columbine flower also has an important meaning in Christian symbolism as one of seven gifts from the Holy Spirit. The Columbine flower is also a symbol of strength, piety, fear, and knowledge.

Flower Meanings

 

 

‘The Columbine Flower ’ is my seventh entry for Cee’s FOTD challenge

‘The Columbine Flower ’ (c)Rob Goldstein 2019

Note: I did my best to identify the blossom, if I’m wrong
please tell me. Thanks.

#FlashFiction: Shoot me for Jesus

In this piece, a homeless vet writes to a friend. I used a composite of the stories I heard as a therapist who worked with homeless vets in San Francisco.

7/04/2012

Hey Kev

Thought I’d drop you a few lines since this week makes
five years since we left Iraq.

I know you say you ain’t the same without ur leg but I hope
ur feeling better.

I’ll feel hella better when I throw out these pills for crazies.

Why does the fuckin’ V.A. give me pills when I say I need food?

Why don’t shrinks know people go crazy from hunger?

My partner died of AIDS last year, so I got no one to talk to, so I
went to Reno last month.

The ticket was a free one way, so I figured I’d go see family.

That was a big mistake.

My bitch of a sister wouldn’t let me meet my nephew ‘cause I came out gay.

Her Holy Roller husband kept sayin’ he’d shoot me for Jesus.

I told them to kiss my faggot ass!

I spent the rest of my money for a one way back to Frisco.

That’s life for uppity fags and burnt out war heroes.

I keep hoping you’ll send me a card so I know ur alive.

I’d call but I can’t buy a phone.

I get $300 a month General Assistance and it costs $200 for a week in a crap hotel, so’s I won’t have a place for the next three weeks, but please write to that address I sent anyways.

Please.

Love,

Zack

Homelsss people leave messages of anguish on the walls of alleys.
Homeless people write on the walls when they bed down to sleep in Clarion Alley.

(c) Rob Goldstein 2018 – revised August 2019