I think you need to be clear, do not use fancy words or descriptive words.
We pray that God, in his infinite kindness, grant us all peace, health, success, and prosperity; amen.
In this poem<span>, </span>Whitman questions his own existence and the futility of life<span>. He ponders the "endless trains of the faithless," or the many people who, throughout his </span>life<span>, betray his expectations. He describes cities full of foolish people and reproaches himself for being no better than these faithless masses.</span>
