This was to be a poem written in couplets commanding or instructing someone to do something.  I like to complicate things sometimes.  So, I decided rather than rhyme I would come up with a parallelization scheme, whereby there would be root words that are altered to form other words with similar constructions but often different meanings:  through, thorough, trough, though; sat, sate, satyr, sated; abet, abetted, abettor, abattoir; sent, sense, sentinels, sentry.  Then I decided perhaps to begin each couplet I could introduce a commanding verb beginning with the letter Q; this though limited the possibilities severely but made it also a difficult challenge.  Once I had the words, I came up with the idea of making the poem a movement of time from early childhood to late adulthood, with each couplet representing a time in the life of the person as they age and slowly realize that the thing they least wished for, to become the same person as their father, was inevitable all along.  This was an outgrowth of the realization I had lately that I am becoming more and more like my father as I age, even if I don't intend to and try not to.  And that's the poem.