Cruel Beauty
The alabaster snow hides
the scars of dead earth
with a cold cruel beauty
fierce and crippling
lacking in warmth.
The snow queen battles
with moaning wind
refusing to withdraw
as her anger increases
veiling any promise
of renewal and rebirth.
Laughing she challenges
all rights for survival
humiliating both man and beast.
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