The Real Culprit
In this shivered treachorious state of temperature
how does one fathom to prevent solid states of matter
without power it seems as though it won't flow
so we'll eat snow
my H2O won't flow and doesn't know how to speak of it's matter
It seeps into the cracks and doen't stop at just that
expansion of course is one with the source
it can cripple and topple
this enemy is hard to grapple
it falls from the sky and is always near by
and we let it right in
with shelters and unbrellas we hope to defend
upon our steel we add coats for extra protection
And it can corrode like a nasty infection
it can lay our circuits to waste
and still it is all around this place
it can destroy all we know
without it we'd never grow
its inhabitation we have come to know
the power that is really in control
dammed or not
this power is free
or can actually be bought
and it's a part of you and me