2020
By Kae Tempest
What scope is there for hope?
We wonder with our slogans worn like collars at the throat
Noah stood back from the boat
Drowning in the doubt that his own hands could make it float
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What scope is there for hope?
We wonder with our slogans worn like collars at the throat
Noah stood back from the boat
Drowning in the doubt that his own hands could make it float