My deepest regards to you.

I ask to indulge your infinite patience,

with what I am to reveal,

and I appeal

to your mercy,

and may your sense of

wisdom and prudence

rule the day;

this is what I

have to say:

"You must know of my loss,

the diaspora of my people

how I fled to snow-capped

mountains,

and then to the dungeons

in the depths of vine- crusted

jungles.

The litany of crimes

I had to endure.

I live a life

of unspeakable troubles.

But still I

remain a soldier of God,

a higher calling

you know,

with no regret,

and continue my pilgrimage

for a Barclay's traveler's check."