Monkey Farm

The truth of the opposites is as clear as the day,
Followed by night, its always this way,
For every ying, you can always find a yang,
For every lady out there, there is surely
A gentleman.

So the mind has a dark side,
But also the light,
And each and everyone one of you
Will deny this outright,
But I know better,
Cause I seen a great example,
I was holidaying abroad, when my eyes saw a sample,
A monkey picking tea leaves working on a farm,
Brought to my attention a ringing alarm,
For the opposite must surely be a monkey petting farm
Pet them and hold them, feed them too,
But a monkey working on a farm,
Well to me that is all completely new

I wondered if he was paid,
I wonder if their well fed,
The monkey in the farm, who was sleeping in a shed,
Or the monkey farmer picking leaves to earn his daily bread