He that cannot be managed

He that can not be managed.

No reading in street lamps,
no burning midnight lamp,
He does not have to be painstakingly
serious , studious, meticulous,
nor does the examination fear
is a threat to him;
The examiner is admirably his boss,
silently managed, gratified,
The unfilled pages have amply
fulfilled his desire of a medical seat,
surgery in future is a tragedy ,
that is a different thing now,
at the moment.
There is another examiner
I am scared of ,
Brahma , is ready with his clay
ready to play,
resonant for HIS ongoing successive
task of His Creation
for the next generation,
the next round, count down;
each one of us set ,
in His stupendous mould,
impartial, His meticulous
Architectonics inviolable:
He certainly can NOT be MANAGED.