You have found the site for readers, and writers on a quest for truth, dedication, and prosperity. So slow down, and relax.  Perhaps grab a glass of wine.  Turn your speakers on low and enjoy the music and the poetry throughout the site.

      I am positive you'll also enjoy my award-winning , awe-inspiring novel-MY SISTER'S VEIL. MY SISTER'S VEIL.chronicles the love, and life lessons of three young African American ladies. While they journey through the pain and darkness of self hatred, self destruction, and self medication; they learn life changing lessons, from their gifted veil.  Just to wet your whistle, here is the prolouge to my novel.  It is written in the voices of the three main characters- Toni, Terri, and Tina:

 

MY SISTERS'S VEIL (a poem)

 

Toni's Veil:  A beautiful face is never enough

to guarantee love, success and trust.

Torn and conflicted by what they see and say

maybe they're right, it's better their way.

They always win, so of course we would choose

to perpetrate a look, that will never lose.

I'll just take it to the twelfth degree

so it appears self righteously to be me.

So bury the mirror and who you really see,

and bury the hatred of who you really be.

Then it's easy to forget the grief,

and promise yourself you can become

a respectable Thief!

 

 Terri's Veil: Restless and young,

with nothing to lose.

Thrown into your world

unblemished, unbruised.

Ready to grow and to trust and to learn.

But guns fill your hands, before you discern

The value of life, community, and respect,

a simple way to mask your intellect.

Apprentice of self destruction,

a King with no crown.

Frustrated and confused,

by the systematic run around.

Yet a gnarly lesson

awaits to prove,

It's by your own hand

you win or you lose!

 

Tina's Veil: Abandoned and afraid

ashamed and unloved,

I hid my pain, as innocent as a dove.

But the Lord answers prayers

so invisible I'll be,

'cause my black and nappy

embarasses thee.

If only but

for a genuine veil,

I'd lose myself

in self medicated hell.

But no need to worry

no need to fret,

their yaki hair and blue contacts

are easy to get.

So spare not a dime

for value and worth,

designer labels and gold

to our pride gives birth.

So strut on high, and lively, and proud

As you die slowly

with a legacy,

Broken and Loud! 

                             K.C. MARSHALL (2010)

 

 

 

Take your time and browse, but don't leave without the treat-MY SISTER'S VEIL!  If you have any comments or questions, please feel free to contact me.  If you already have the book; please post your review or comment, and Thanks for your support!