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!