O Me! O Life!: A Examination
By: Josh Bacon
O Me! O Life!
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.
Run Boy Run: Relation
O Me! O Lights! O Camera! O Action!
of the endless complaints of the doubtful, of boardrooms filled with the money centered, of I who doubts only me (for who else would know better of who to doubt?)
Of eyes who vainly seek perfection, of the actors mean, and the struggle forever repeated,
Of shots not perfect, and fear of the crowds not approving,
Of the lazy years wasted, and the pressure of completion
The question, O me! so sad, not the best-What good am I to others, O Me, O Life?
That I am here - that I exist and my identity is rare,
That the powerful film goes on and I may contribute a verse.