Change unsettles minds
Pruning souls from pity's pits
Unmasking and unnerving blinds
Sometimes querying trivia and fits
Caring less for names and claims
In contexts where change yields gold
Welcomed once furious flames
Cook doubts in crucibles grown too cold
To dissuade the inference
Drawn with nerve and verve
In banter at the confluence of a conference
Where points of view swerve
Left first then right
When winds of change pull the trigger
Daring procrastinators to grow bright
Or else they'd wither into a fretful figure
Shrivelled
Once the change train departs
Leaving laggards swivelled
Cos they allowed change canters to scatter their credential carts.
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Defining change and its implications. Beautiful