‘Do you know who I am?’ said the proud maestro who had done so much.
He felt a lack of respect in the way he was treated – not enough bowing and scraping.
‘Yes, you’re one of us,’ replied the human, the mere human.
‘Why don’t you join us instead of sitting there up on your high throne?
You’re stuck up there, come down here and be free.’
The proud maestro thought for a while: yes, he had done great things,
yes millions listened to his works, yes he was admired for his music,
but that wasn’t him – he didn’t go around spouting music all the time.
He had other things in his life and looking back he realised that he might be called
a “has been”, a terrible inditement to (or for) someone stuck in their past.
‘I am a “has done,” not a “has been”,’ he said,
and he stepped down from his high throne and joined the human race.
Alleluia!!!