WHITMANIANA

You, life sailor, that has been kissed by the angel of loneliness: I'm with you!
You, mother or father, that has buried your toddler: I'm with you!
You, betrayed husband or wife: I'm with you!
You, abandoned child, that cries louder and louder, with no effect: I'm with you!

I'm with you all, and by god,
I have a simple, yet meaningful, question: who's with me?...