AGONY OF AN INTELLECTUAL!

By virtue of technology he is increasing his yield

What a boon science usher

To proliferate human resources with immense pleasure!

Three in one I observe in nature's floor

Soil, Implements and Human labor facilitate to make a grand uproar

Three in one I do feel and feel proud I am a distinct breed

Computer, Internet and me comply a design in agreed

I too produce for human to explore

Not actually can fathom how I add to their well being in galore!

Yet I feel I am supreme

Out of my intelligence, which I consider only prime

I look down upon people who are not aligned with my wave length

Whether peasants, laborers or other professionals who are socially predominant

I firmly consider they are not at par with my intellectual prowess and strength

Owing to my sincere endeavor only they are enjoying the fruit of their yield in vehement!

I only can claim of possessing the unique idea

Which alone can navigate human beings with an intriguing aroma

Innovations and disruptions are lying only in my D.N.A.

I alone can dictate the globe by my championing charisma

Wealth I amassed and claim it as an axiom of my prodigy

I audaciously declare

" I never appear in small letter", to uphold my megalomaniac cacophony!

Abruptly I observe peasants upheaval and their outrageous game

They alone making gestures to eclipse my fame

They candidly express their intent and entity with vociferous claim

"Bread cannot be downloaded from internet" is their only slogan they adamantly proclaim!

After all I need food to eat and survive

People beyond my vision are truly struggling to ensure my vibe

I must pay my tribute to them

They are truly supreme and having the potentials to cause huge mayhem

Disrupting my dispensation of life

Where I have nothing to feel proud apart from expressing my vexation in jibe!

I tend to resort to a rhetoric

When I notice majority are struggling to eke out 

They are desperately craving for equality and decent livelihood

I arrogantly subscribe, "If they are not getting bread

Why not they are going for cake?"

Forgetting that history repeats itself

Where my brazen trait will be considered as unpardonable offence with rave

I will be obliterate in due course from nature's floor too for my deprave!