The Phase Change

One drop signals the storm to start,
That grows to rip whole countries apart,
When words can't change the head or heart,
It's time we map a whole new chart.

One voice raises the battle cry,
Through which the masses try,
To take up arms and reach the sky,
And win the prize they cannot buy.

Super cooled water, trembling,
The skein sparkles, speaking of the future.
Condensed steam, trickling,
Dissolving all contradictions in its way.
Polywater pulsing,
Those few key molecules forging the chain.

One flame starts the conflagration,
That moves beyond all expectation,
When the electorate is at saturation,
The precipitate is... revolution!