In this world, I speak the truth,
As the monkey, expressing through my youth.
Sadly or not, organization we seek,
Discipline's embrace, both strong and meek.

No escape from the structure we find,
Order creating disorder, combined.
Yet, choices we make, wisely and clear,
Navigating the chaos, without fear.

For in disorder, art finds its dance,
Life's flow, a beautiful happenstance.
Irregularity, the order I embrace,
In each expression, a unique trace.

Freedom in disorder, accepting all,
Simplicity in learning, a divine call.
Testing reality, a natural pursuit,
Being crazy, a way to feel absolute.

Order in disorder, a harmonious sight,
Accepting metamorphosis, day and night.
Fragments of life, a singular whole,
Embracing the dance, body and soul.

But the disorder caused by human intent,
Choices made, problems further sent.
Egocentric will, a destructive path,
Feeding animality, in a cycle's wrath.

Life's experience, a spiritual connection,
Simplifying reality, my humble reflection.
Illusions to build or refuse at will,
In this dance of choice, finding our thrill.

Society's problem, conditional living state,
Born of random intention, we contemplate.
A solution offered, a bridge between,
Order and disorder, a new world to convene.

As the monkey, expressing this thought,
Not to create, but to share the sought.
Controversial, yes, but a bridge I embrace,
Navigating the depths with grace.

So let us embark on this poetic flight,
Where discipline's embrace shines bright.
For as the monkey, I find my place,
In the dance of order and disorder's embrace.