Theo Bleckmann, The Westerlies — Land

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Swear by the olive in the God-kissed land
There is no sugar in the promised land
Why must the bars turn neon now
When, Love, I’m already drunk?
The hour’s come to redeem the pledge
Clearly, these men were here only to destroy
A mosque now the dust of a prejudiced land

When will the Doomsayers die, bitten with envy?
When springtime returns?

The hour’s come to redeem the pledge