We Flattered Ourselves of Our Uniqueness

We of all the small ones grew up and were changed
We all the small ones went to the store
We grew up and changed, we grew and changed, we transfigured and expanded
In our silence you could read longing
Many of the others disliked and spat upon our changes
We ignored it
We flattered ourselves of our uniqueness
But we triumphed at one thing
Any small thing that can be taken if, see disclaimer, is not a breath of air, is to be avoided
Sleeping in the dust of our forebears we woke to the sound of sparrows digging graveyard dirt
A sleep most peaceful and joyous though
My dreams do not trouble me