Subjugation Panorama

By Yash Baldaniya

I'm a bird of Colonialism,

Travelling across the World,

Breathed beneath the Realm

As I was a bird of conflict and misery.

I judge Humans, intellectual, eh?

I laugh at them from above;

Wondering, what so?

Mere of hunger and pain,

They fib like a dull Corpse.

Behaving all big, Gentlemen!

I ask, why so arrogant?

I am a Pheasant,

the whole of meaning and adventure.

I'm a pride, unlike your soreness.

Your foggily dizzy nature;

the purpose to knowledge,

I awe at you of above,

Since you remain Oblivion.

Telling the world, Victorious and Colonials?

Solely the same as affliction.

Sensed you were the one, who will rise.

Sighed, did ya?

You endured! Shrinking off sole allegiance.

Science, Technology and Engineering?

Well, hope you are satisfied,

Despite every loss.

Own; Beyond, Sea-shore.

Still deserting likewise

Criticizing agony

Against one, another.

Copulating with anything you like.

I'm the bird of attainment,

Mine rose by nature.

Living by its essence,

I share my story.

As if you meant to hollow

against yore and imminent.

You standstill;

alike, a majestic force.

I obliged nothing but,

the truthfulness of the promise.

"Great power comes with great responsibility"

Do you say?

Well, live so!

By Yash Baldaniya