The chaos seemed defiant piling high
Disorder of the day annoying writ
The thunder clouds that ponder in the sky
A purpose once but nothing seems to fit
The rationale you wanted set in stone
Imposing order fails before you try
The man who wanted company alone
Deserted on the island wonder why
Inflexible you need to try and bend
Perhaps the flow should not be swum against
If serendipity became your friend
Would you release the grip you hold so tense
Surrender to the chaos of the day
The sun will rise and set so come what may


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