still the dreamers (part two)

a continuation of my previous poem.

we are those who whisper,
those who kiss
with leathery pursed lips.
do not mistake sand in an hourglass
for our heads of melting ice--
we are only fleetingly self-aware.

contentedly brief,
yet selfishly long-winded,
we the "people"
mistake ourselves for monuments--
lasting symbols
of a life less ordinary.

give us one more chance.
we'll create with it
scarecrows and ashen morality.

won't things ever change?

Author's Note

I started writing this one as its own poem titled "those who whisper", and realized it would work as a continuation of "still the dreamers". It worked out well, I think.

Reviews

[Seshat Nidaba]

yes it did work out well! To say the least, I think it has a lot of originality. The 2nd stanza really grabbed me!

[tigerclaw]

Loving this.. contentedly brief,
yet selfishly long-winded,
we the "people"
mistake ourselves for monuments--
lasting symbols
of a life less ordinary.

[Miss Fox]

"we the "people"
mistake ourselves for monuments--
lasting symbols
of a life less ordinary."

I did pick a particularly deep and thoughtful quote, but it's all just as thought-provoking. Wonderful job.
By the way, you use the greatest adjectives.