I, in my coolness, Rage about the Heat.
As sweltering mirages ride the air,
I hibernate within my man-made cave.
As the sun burns through the ozone layer,
Our polar caps recede, warming the seas.
UV rays scorch people, plants and the land.
Waters shrink - people thirst, crops ruin - they starve.
Oh but I, I still have my frosty lair.