ONE REASON A Monologue

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 …

…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.