The Jobless Bugger

Once there was a pauper whose story was never told. A man prey to conventions made so many years ago. Now he was not ignorant and others would also agree… He was just a jobless bugger with a respectable college degree. He was an artist, a scientist and a dreamer.  A thinking man a relentless schemer  In social captivity he strived to be free, A jobless bugger, with a respectable college degree. They took away his pride and ideas even more His morals his conviction and  everything else they stole. And still they advised him that it is unwise to be, A jobless bugger with a respectable college degree… It was pieces of paper that ruled their lives.. Gave them home, food, respect and wine. All a part of a grand, redundant machine Except the jobless bugger, with a respectable college degree. But then one day the the machine finally broke. Amidst great terrors and horrors then humanity spoke. Will pieces of paper fix this tragedy? They asked each other with fear and misery. "' No one had looked at the machine from afar. No one could as they were all its parts. But then they realised there was one who had seen The strengths and the flaws of the great machine. Watching intently the pauper stood by. The people begged and cried for their lives. Only he could fix the machine The jobless bugger, with a respectable college degree.  So listen to my words, the story i just told There is a purpose that every life holds You can either be like the men trapped in the machine Or the jobless bugger with a respectable college degree!