O ME! O LIFE!
By Walt Whitman
- •Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring,
- •Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish,
- •Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)
- •Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d,
- •Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me,
- •Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,
- •The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?
- •That you are here—that life exists and identity,
- •That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.
- •From: Leaves of Grass (1892)
- •Whitman ❤️ thanks for my poetry fixSuggested by @Danni