Oh me ! Oh life ! by walt whitman......(for the faithless)

O me! O 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,Oh me ! so sad,recurring - what good amid these,Oh me , O life?
answer.
That you are here - that life exists,and identity;
That the powerful play goes on,and you may contribute a verse.