Transformation Tyrants

Moral sensory motives dissect possibility.
Dramatis change is all rage.
Personae prefer nothing to today.

Fearless formaldehyde amygdala
frees your brain remainder
to analyze and idealize.

Rescheme our situation, Great Mind, 
your focal martyrdom must inevitably
ply dominion from bated ears 
and remake worlds
in clausable images.

Fickle futures will not bend as you break
under the innocent presumption
that present tyranny must yield
to your transformation authority.