Cursed By My Heritage
Being German Can Sometimes Not Be Easy
these black uneasy lines
the way they curve
The way they connect in the middle
The way the red fabric is ripped slightly
The way black thick lettering ways down on us
The way the creaked emblem, is like our past is cracked
There many uses that control & harm many
The way people flaunt it without knowing the damage they do
The red cursed in memory as harmful to all
The muddied and cruel sounding language
That gets you glare's
Keeping that part of your secret, so not too alarming that word
That stings are skin
The black thin lines meeting the red flashes
As many think we are all the same
About the Creator
Victorian Black
I have always loved writing, even if it can be challenging sometimes but that has never stopped me. I have always wanted to be an author. Many of my books take topics people are afraid to talk about, so I put that topic in my writing.
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