Moronic Irony

Intelligent I am said the yokel from town
Moron you are said the boss with a frown
Position & Power helps you adorn the crown
Well call him a moron or call him a clown.

Authority dictates the terms, not thoughts that leap
So freeze those thoughts and let the boss reap
Execute his imperative while your notions sleep
Morons rise in the power game that gives the creep

“Mechanical intelligence” takes one high up the ladder
Insightful actions oftentimes lead straight to slaughter
Moronic traits essentially not a congenital disorder
Morons in profusion just invoke a muffled laughter

Ain’t it ironic that a moron gets the world?
And the astute of brains utters but a muted word?
The genius in the mind often paves the road
The roads flooded with an efflux of a moronic crowd

Intelligence and ingenuity seem to lose correspondence
The plethora of morons have now tilted the balance
A wiz confines his wits to an academic brilliance
His success now contingent upon his moronic dance