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?

I think that Walt Whitman went deep in this poem mainly because the poem talks about life itself, but I think while he writes it, he finds out why he is here on Earth. Toward the end of the poem, he asks the reader if they have found out why they are here. That’s where I gain interest in the poem because it leaves the reader thinking about why they are here on Earth.