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Greenland and The Kingdom of Denmark

To the extended Hand of England
Planted Crosses in the blue
Of belugas shouting high in stream
To be the River David
Upon this dance of April rise
Was a verdant kind of shore
To leap in pride and cease in prayer
An honour to the elders
May is tide and fusing rain
A Neutron Dove for Nice
May no more hate but burn the risk
Of tropics under oath
May men in peril understand
A victim of the Cross
To newfound law and spinning fate
A poor man’s ruin in tome
Spirited thinking and across the aisle
Greenland is one country
Fomented order sailing ships
And docks of Greenland Crosses
To South and May will win the steppe
From far away and first
The Holy Year for Greenland June
A visit from the Irish
In Ulster Rob whose son is near
The famed new border airport
Sublime and real
And made for Mette
A play on silent prayer
The mode of action in Greenland’s Cross
The highest land of Eden
And to sullen discharge,
A rifle’s poem
That Greenland is a home