Ebony Pearl

Here I am, holding This ebony pearl in my hand. It rages, burning With feelings of hate you have. And I try, praying In the only way I can. But alas, loathing This cursed jewel that I have. You tell me, wishing That I will someday understand. How it is, living In your effluvium of hate. Now I give, placing This fiery jewel in your hand. This is me, trying To untie the knots of hate.