Joy Leftow's Blog, page 17
July 27, 2014
Three Women
My skin is porcelain tan I’ve been beaten robbed and raped Because I’m not as strong as a manI have wandered the world in search Of fulfillment, can’t find peace anywhereBorn and raised in Italy’s ghettos I learned how to play a hand as good As any man Dealt cards in the best casinos in big cities everywhereMy plate is bitter, I’ve got constant jitters, not a quitterI’m tough as they comeMy name is Rosa
My skin is rosyBorn in a concentration camp I survivedI never knew my motherSoldiers came from England Gave me chocolate from their handsSister Ruth held my handSaid I had blue eyes like my motherI escaped the holocaust but I’ll never be free,I’m slave to fears and miseryAfraid to see beauty, afraid to sleep, Toss, turn, trapped in rough seas, refuse to weep, my life in a heapThe days run blue mystical, Fast, hard rains fall Blinding like sparkling stars My name is Ruby
My ancestors left Spain I’m a woman of color, black hair, black eyes, olive skin My family came to the new world in 1492 Before they slaughtered all us JewsPersecuted for religious beliefs, The new world provides no reliefPunished for the sins of my fathersI tell them I’m Jew not Roman Confused they persist in rebuking me, Call me Christ killer
My name is Gypsy!
I dunno, you be the judge as to which version is better and tell me below. I want to know.
My skin is rosyBorn in a concentration camp I survivedI never knew my motherSoldiers came from England Gave me chocolate from their handsSister Ruth held my handSaid I had blue eyes like my motherI escaped the holocaust but I’ll never be free,I’m slave to fears and miseryAfraid to see beauty, afraid to sleep, Toss, turn, trapped in rough seas, refuse to weep, my life in a heapThe days run blue mystical, Fast, hard rains fall Blinding like sparkling stars My name is Ruby
My ancestors left Spain I’m a woman of color, black hair, black eyes, olive skin My family came to the new world in 1492 Before they slaughtered all us JewsPersecuted for religious beliefs, The new world provides no reliefPunished for the sins of my fathersI tell them I’m Jew not Roman Confused they persist in rebuking me, Call me Christ killer
My name is Gypsy!
I dunno, you be the judge as to which version is better and tell me below. I want to know.
Three Women (oops my bad - still editing)
My skin is porcelain tan I’ve been beaten robbed and raped Because I’m not as strong as a manI have wandered the world in search Of fulfillment, can’t find peace anywhereBorn and raised in Italy’s ghettos I learned how to play a hand as good As any man Dealt cards in the best casinos in big cities everywhereMy plate is bitter, I’ve got constant jitters, not a quitterI’m tough as they comeMy name is Rosa
My skin is rosyBorn in a concentration camp I survivedI never knew my motherSoldiers came from England Gave me chocolate from their handsSister Ruth held my handSaid I had blue eyes like my motherI escaped the holocaust but I’ll never be free,I’m slave to fears and miseryAfraid to see beauty, afraid to sleep, Toss, turn, trapped in rough seas, refuse to weep, my life in a heapThe days run blue mystical, Fast, hard rains fall Blinding like sparkling stars My name is Ruby
My ancestors left Spain I’m a woman of color, black hair, black eyes, olive skin My family came to the new world in 1492 Before they slaughtered all us JewsPersecuted for religious beliefs, The new world provides no reliefPunished for the sins of my fathersI tell them I’m Jew not Roman Confused they persist in rebuking me, Call me Christ killer
My name is Gypsy!
I dunno, you be the judge as to which version is better and tell me below. I want to know.
My skin is rosyBorn in a concentration camp I survivedI never knew my motherSoldiers came from England Gave me chocolate from their handsSister Ruth held my handSaid I had blue eyes like my motherI escaped the holocaust but I’ll never be free,I’m slave to fears and miseryAfraid to see beauty, afraid to sleep, Toss, turn, trapped in rough seas, refuse to weep, my life in a heapThe days run blue mystical, Fast, hard rains fall Blinding like sparkling stars My name is Ruby
My ancestors left Spain I’m a woman of color, black hair, black eyes, olive skin My family came to the new world in 1492 Before they slaughtered all us JewsPersecuted for religious beliefs, The new world provides no reliefPunished for the sins of my fathersI tell them I’m Jew not Roman Confused they persist in rebuking me, Call me Christ killer
My name is Gypsy!
I dunno, you be the judge as to which version is better and tell me below. I want to know.
Three Women (oops my bad - still editing)
My skin is porcelain tan I’ve been beaten robbed and raped Because I’m not as strong as a manI have wandered the world in search Of fulfillment, can’t find peace anywhereBorn and raised in Italy’s ghettos I learned how to play a hand as good As any man Dealt cards in the best casinos in big cities everywhereMy plate is bitter, I’ve got constant jitters, not a quitterI’m tough as they comeMy name is Rosa
My skin is rosyBorn in a concentration camp I survivedI never knew my motherSoldiers came from England Gave me chocolate from their handsSister Ruth held my handSaid I had blue eyes like my motherI escaped the holocaust but I’ll never be free,I’m slave to fears and miseryAfraid to see beauty, afraid to sleep, I’m too busy counting sheepThe days run blue mystical, Fast, hard rains fall Blinding like sparkling stars My name is Ruby
My ancestors left Spain I’m a woman of color, black hair, black eyes, olive skin My family came to the new world in 1492 Before they slaughtered all us JewsPersecuted for religious beliefs, The new world provides no reliefPunished for the sins of my fathersI tell them I’m Jew not Roman Confused they persist in rebuking me, Call me Christ killer
My name is Gypsy!
My skin is rosyBorn in a concentration camp I survivedI never knew my motherSoldiers came from England Gave me chocolate from their handsSister Ruth held my handSaid I had blue eyes like my motherI escaped the holocaust but I’ll never be free,I’m slave to fears and miseryAfraid to see beauty, afraid to sleep, I’m too busy counting sheepThe days run blue mystical, Fast, hard rains fall Blinding like sparkling stars My name is Ruby
My ancestors left Spain I’m a woman of color, black hair, black eyes, olive skin My family came to the new world in 1492 Before they slaughtered all us JewsPersecuted for religious beliefs, The new world provides no reliefPunished for the sins of my fathersI tell them I’m Jew not Roman Confused they persist in rebuking me, Call me Christ killer
My name is Gypsy!
Three Women
My skin is porcelain tan I’ve been beaten robbed and raped Because I’m not as strong as a manI have wandered the world in search Of fulfillment, can’t find peace anywhereBorn and raised in Italy’s ghettos I learned how to play a hand as good As any man Dealt cards in the best casinos in big cities everywhereMy plate is bitter, I’ve got constant jitters, not a quitterI’m tough as they comeMy name is Rosa
My skin is rosyBorn in a concentration camp I survivedI never knew my motherSoldiers came from England Gave me chocolate from their handsSister Ruth held my handSaid I had blue eyes like my motherI escaped the holocaust but I’ll never be free,I’m slave to fears and miseryAfraid to see beauty, afraid to sleep, I’m too busy counting sheepThe days run blue mystical, Fast, hard rains fall Blinding like sparkling stars My name is Ruby
My ancestors left Spain I’m a woman of color, black hair, black eyes, olive skin My family came to the new world in 1492 Before they slaughtered all us JewsPersecuted for religious beliefs, The new world provides no reliefPunished for the sins of my fathersI tell them I’m Jew not Roman Confused they persist in rebuking me, Call me Christ killer
My name is Gypsy!
My skin is rosyBorn in a concentration camp I survivedI never knew my motherSoldiers came from England Gave me chocolate from their handsSister Ruth held my handSaid I had blue eyes like my motherI escaped the holocaust but I’ll never be free,I’m slave to fears and miseryAfraid to see beauty, afraid to sleep, I’m too busy counting sheepThe days run blue mystical, Fast, hard rains fall Blinding like sparkling stars My name is Ruby
My ancestors left Spain I’m a woman of color, black hair, black eyes, olive skin My family came to the new world in 1492 Before they slaughtered all us JewsPersecuted for religious beliefs, The new world provides no reliefPunished for the sins of my fathersI tell them I’m Jew not Roman Confused they persist in rebuking me, Call me Christ killer
My name is Gypsy!
July 22, 2014
Comment published in New York Times
I wrote a response to Thaddeus Rutkowsky's article and my response can be found here below. Yay!
http://opinionator.blogs.nytimes.com/2014/07/20/one-degree-of-separation/?comments#permid=12354242
http://opinionator.blogs.nytimes.com/2014/07/20/one-degree-of-separation/?comments#permid=12354242
July 13, 2014
There They Stand, Watching Me Watch Them
He jumps up, says she’s abusing himGrabs his shit, runs through the doorEveryone watches ALL EYEZ ON THEM
Bona fide great pride, all pretty and perfect outside,Suburbia defined and redefinedInside created a great divideLive in a world of Jekyll and Hyde. Good gone, Erased in time, lives in a lie cocoon. How can I judge?Your boy Paco tells stories that make scary seem good“A very bad person,” said Judy determinedlyJudy deals with rapists and killers
You give Motherhood a bad nameDenial and avoidance is your leisureYou brag about Paco on your Facebook page Enjoy the fruits of your gloryRaised with hate, he could’ve been a terminatorBut turned to art insteadHe despises you for not protecting him Chose to protect his father who maimed himFor that, he’ll give you up for lent Ugly passion, you’re poison to him
Stood there and watched; shit beat from him literallyLeave Facebook messages, ‘My Paco’Be assured, accomplishments he made were in spite of youHe should’ve blocked you on multimedia long agoAn object fit to rejectBitch, let me break it downDon’t contact him He won’t contact you
Outing you is the best I can doI officially out you for your abuse, neglect, Your surrender to sadismWitnessed and personally doneI out you, I doOut you, I doI out you, I do
It is the best I can do …do …do…
Bona fide great pride, all pretty and perfect outside,Suburbia defined and redefinedInside created a great divideLive in a world of Jekyll and Hyde. Good gone, Erased in time, lives in a lie cocoon. How can I judge?Your boy Paco tells stories that make scary seem good“A very bad person,” said Judy determinedlyJudy deals with rapists and killers
You give Motherhood a bad nameDenial and avoidance is your leisureYou brag about Paco on your Facebook page Enjoy the fruits of your gloryRaised with hate, he could’ve been a terminatorBut turned to art insteadHe despises you for not protecting him Chose to protect his father who maimed himFor that, he’ll give you up for lent Ugly passion, you’re poison to him
Stood there and watched; shit beat from him literallyLeave Facebook messages, ‘My Paco’Be assured, accomplishments he made were in spite of youHe should’ve blocked you on multimedia long agoAn object fit to rejectBitch, let me break it downDon’t contact him He won’t contact you
Outing you is the best I can doI officially out you for your abuse, neglect, Your surrender to sadismWitnessed and personally doneI out you, I doOut you, I doI out you, I do
It is the best I can do …do …do…
July 11, 2014
True Color Makes My Heart Sneeze
I try to think of what color I might be yet all I can seeIs I'm the color of me
I'm true blue as I can beI'm still only meFar as I can seeI'll always be me
When I'm with youI turn to we No matter what I doI become split in two When I join with you
I stay true to youI stay true blueYet I am only me I remain the same hue
Alone I am meTogether I become weThe me I want to beRemains to be seen
I cannot be youI don't have a clueAs to where the meThat I am goes when I'm with youStrangely enough, neither do you
So you be you and I'll be meAnd later we'll meet for coffee or teaWe'll look out at the clear blue seaStare in your eyes to reflect me
Because I am you and you are me
I'm true blue as I can beI'm still only meFar as I can seeI'll always be me
When I'm with youI turn to we No matter what I doI become split in two When I join with you
I stay true to youI stay true blueYet I am only me I remain the same hue
Alone I am meTogether I become weThe me I want to beRemains to be seen
I cannot be youI don't have a clueAs to where the meThat I am goes when I'm with youStrangely enough, neither do you
So you be you and I'll be meAnd later we'll meet for coffee or teaWe'll look out at the clear blue seaStare in your eyes to reflect me
Because I am you and you are me
July 8, 2014
Dream A Little Dream For Me Lover
With the wings of a falcon I fly across the valleys of my mindThe wind and my thoughts intertwinedWatch the sky, stars and planets alignedClose my eyes, remind myself to unwind
Review events, people I know, combinedCan’t concentrate, lose my faith, resignedCreate a new version for mankindOn dew soaked grass reclinedConfined to visions in my mind
Dream of all I’ve left behindStep to the left, step to the right Wonder how to initiate life refinedOnce again defined, I alight in flight
Soar across the valleys of my mind
Review events, people I know, combinedCan’t concentrate, lose my faith, resignedCreate a new version for mankindOn dew soaked grass reclinedConfined to visions in my mind
Dream of all I’ve left behindStep to the left, step to the right Wonder how to initiate life refinedOnce again defined, I alight in flight
Soar across the valleys of my mind
July 6, 2014
Those Who Die For Color
Midnight blue is the new black And black eye is the new royal blueBlaze red is the new St. Lucia sunshine Yellow rain forest green is the new clear diamond whiteAnd orangutan orange is the new polka dot pastel Tulip lavender is the new skyscraper gray Horizon purple is the new sunset black color image heart attack
Waiting for them to invent a color you can’t see so I could color myself in invisibility Then when people stop and look at me
They will only see my soul energy and me
Waiting for them to invent a color you can’t see so I could color myself in invisibility Then when people stop and look at me
They will only see my soul energy and me
June 11, 2014
Is it worth it? You decide.
My love for you is deeper than the deepest seaSofter than the softest breezeHigher than the tallest treeDon’t ask me why this prize was yoursNot mine to decide
Not what’s said but dread of unsaidWritten words make me become undone Much more than spoken doYou don’t need this shit called love any more than I do
Move to the beat, broken souls reject Healing, sift through broken bonesAs though the answer lies in our wishesWe become lies we liveBuried in solitude, create a fortress Make us prisonersOf our own demise
Hearts like silver need polishTroubled and cautious, need to demolish Striving to forget unpunished deedsOur souls create a fort for faithHide away, survive wounds, lost battles, day after dayFeel like I’m a rash or allergy, out of control
Think before you speak or Forever hold your peace Like shame from tarnished childhoodSecluded from the sunThere’s nothing won in fightingTell me give upI’ll stop hoping
My love for you is stronger than a hurricaneMore powerful than an angry storm at seaBaby don’t make me try to explainFeelings I have for youMy heart stuck on you like glue
Love like morning dew
Not what’s said but dread of unsaidWritten words make me become undone Much more than spoken doYou don’t need this shit called love any more than I do
Move to the beat, broken souls reject Healing, sift through broken bonesAs though the answer lies in our wishesWe become lies we liveBuried in solitude, create a fortress Make us prisonersOf our own demise
Hearts like silver need polishTroubled and cautious, need to demolish Striving to forget unpunished deedsOur souls create a fort for faithHide away, survive wounds, lost battles, day after dayFeel like I’m a rash or allergy, out of control
Think before you speak or Forever hold your peace Like shame from tarnished childhoodSecluded from the sunThere’s nothing won in fightingTell me give upI’ll stop hoping
My love for you is stronger than a hurricaneMore powerful than an angry storm at seaBaby don’t make me try to explainFeelings I have for youMy heart stuck on you like glue
Love like morning dew
