A middle-aged man in the traditional Punjab uniform (torn navy-blue shirt, baggy pants), slowly cleaning the dirt near the children's playground. I was in the park all day, picking up peoples negligence "You missed that one over there filthy Asian" shouted the young child to my right. I said nothing. Stood still looking fiercely, he ran. I caught Wilfred just before he was finished. Good Englishmen. The very few that shows respect to fine individuals …showed first 75 words of 923 total…

…showed last 75 words of 923 total…to retreat from the world, entering into an extended period of forgetfulness and aloneness. Shrouded from reality you didn't see me standing before you. You didn't recognise my face. I felt hurt and abandoned. But realised it was my time to understand and be patient. Just before the life of the beautiful butterfly fades I realise that you will have left an unbroken chain of love and legacy.' My one reason to continue on.