Change will come come what will.
We are pushed, pulled, and propelled inexorably A split from the status staticus into inevitability
Nono by nano no one dissimulates
The modulating metamorphosis of modification activates With or without will, warrant, nor welcome waits
An onslaught of oscillating ominous fluctuocity.
Time will transmute transform and transmogrify We are vulnerable to volatile vacillating variability
You have changed since you started reading this poem.