The Pearl To Which I Bowed
And will never bow to again.
Into a foreign land I fell, Where eyes were cold and few could tell, That I was scared and lonely there, That I knew not what land thought fair. I was ready I was brave, So I thought til I was made, To understand my place in hell, Though it be one I learned too well. My fellows there they did demise, A plan of hate and great despise, To fall on me so very hard, My heart was broke to one small shard. (Now I know this horri...