Project Iceworm - Greenland - Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

In Greenland's white, a secret deep,
Project Iceworm, secrets to keep.
Cold War whispers, a fear took hold,
Missiles hidden, a story told.

Under the ice, a city's dream,
Tunnels carved, a silent gleam.
'Iceman' missiles, on rails they'd glide,
From Soviet eyes, they hoped to hide.

Six hundred strong, a chilling might,
Ready to strike, day or night.
But ice has secrets, it won't be told,
The frozen earth grew hard and cold.

The ice shifted, plans went astray,
The tunnels buckled, day by day.
Nature's power, a stronger hand,
The ice gave way, across the land.

The secret project, met its doom,
Lost to the ice, and frozen gloom.
A silent failure, a lesson learned,
Some secrets, best, are never churned.

T.M.Solvang