Unconsciously Conscious Poem by Green Peace

Unconsciously Conscious



Outer drapers hang over
No more interests linger
They have been exhausted in timeless satiation
External beautification thrives in mere superficial exhibition

Now vests inner glory-
To organise, rectify, purify
Await its glitter as the shine of the church glass-
Before it gets corroded, rusted, as brass--

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