My Sister's Veil

PREFACE

MY SISTERS VEIL(a poem)

Tonis Veil:

A beautiful face is never enough

To guarantee love, success, and trust.

Torn and conflicted by what they see and say

Maybe theyre right

Its better their way.

They always win,

So of course we would choose

To perpetrate a look

That will never lose.

Ill 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 its easy to forget the grief

And promise yourself

You can become

A respectable

Thief!


Terris Veil:

Restless and young

With nothing to lose.

Thrown into your world

Unblemished, unbruised.

Ready to grow, and trust and 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

Its by your own hand

You win or you lose!


Tinas Veil:

Abandoned and ashamed

Afraid and unloved

I hid my pain

As innocently as a dove.

The Lord answers prayers

So invisible Ill be

cause my blllack and nappy

Embarrasses thee.

If only but

For a genuine veil,

Id 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.

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!