The Knowledgeable Lot Poem by Chitra Bisht

Knowledgeable people have a complex
Of knowing everything on this planet

The moment you say something, 'I know'
The minute you correct them, 'No, no'

Tis confidence or prejudice, hard to say
Either way, they always have their way

Not generalising, not all are alike
But mostly, poke them, will have your head on a pike

They don't let you start or sometimes end
Have a say on every topic, consider themselves omnipotent

Is this the trait of a know all?
I don't think that's true at all

They are merely barrels filled with words
A man with real learning is wise

Being wise is not a vice
Unlike others, whose words never suffice

Better learn to filter real from cloned
Since all that glitters is not gold