Joan of Arc came back as a little girl in
Japan, and her father told her to stop listening to her imaginary
friends.
Elvis was born again in a small village in Sudan, he died hungry,
age 9, never knowing what a guitar was.
Michelangelo was drafted into the military at age 18 in Korea, he
painted his face black with shoe polish and learned to kill.
Jackson Pollock got told to stop making a mess, somewhere in
Russia.
Hemingway, to this day, writes DVD instruction manuals somewhere
in China. He’s an old man on a factory line. You
wouldn’t recognize him.
Gandhi was born to a wealthy stockbroker in New York. He never
forgave the world after his father threw himself from his office
window, on the 21st floor.
And everyone, somewhere, is someone, if we only give them a
chance.