Incest, Raped and Battered

by Evangelist Dr. Phyllis S. Edwards


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Book Details

Language : English
Publication Date : 11/12/2001

Format : Softcover
Dimensions : 6x9
Page Count : 160
ISBN : 9780759668935

About the Book

During the '20s, there was a deformed infant who was born into an impoverished family, who lived under reduced circumstances. Such as societal humiliation, hate, poverty, racial profiling and depressions.

Veronica was born grossly disfigured as a result of incest intercourse, as her lower extremities were badly twisted out of place. Yet, her appearance did not discourage her uncle the rapist from sexually and brutally penetrating baby Veronica’s vagina.

She grew up in a violent jungle where sixteen youths jumped on her, kicked and punched her down. It was a gruesome strong mob--the mob beat Veronica daily for five years because she happened to be a fair skin afro-American living in a black skin world. Following her journey, she met and married an adulterous man. Finally Veronica picks up a tomahawk and ended all the cruelty against herself. Dr. Phyllis Veronica Edwards escaped prison and was rescued by God, my Lord--


About the Author

I, Evangelist Dr. Phyllis Veronica Edwards am the granddaughter of generational incest. I was hated, despised and rejected by my father and his generations.

I grew up with four generations calling me a liar and a trouble maker because I pointed out my rapist at the age of three. I survived, but I was thrown into the cold piercing dangerous streets at the age of eleven years old, while my uncle the rapist remained at home.

I experienced brutality by a "mob" for five years because my skin was too white to live in a black world. I married brutality and adultery, which resulted in the stabbing of my husband. After my divorce I reached for my star, my moon and my sun and I made the difference in thousands of lives as I triumphantly covered my waterfront and my destiny. Geographically I have embraced drivers of dusty roads, oceans of tears and painful sufferings, but through it all and more I just want to take a world laden in filth, smothering in fear and reveling in incest experiences-- call me, I hear you. Call louder. Tell it. Tell on your rapist. I don’t hear you, louder. What is your rapist’s name? Who? Louder! Louder! The world of incest and I can wipe out incest from every so called "good home". We can change this generation with a death confession.