Who Are We? Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

A certain look that's in the eye
A restless gaze in distance
I'm one of them, it seems to cry
I understand you, really.

Worldy pomp and circumstance
Can't hide the mark that marks us
We spot each other in a crowd
Scant few among the many

We hurt much more In senseless cries
We throw away a treasure
We laugh at pain, then die again
Yet never full our measure

Who are we, then. Is there a name
To us whom life can't rein in
Who throw off fortune and so fame
Who are we, who will tell me?