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Poem One's self they yell, a complex individual

Yet say the word jealousy, the word En-Masse Of physiognomy is all they care

But brain is all but worthy enough for the muse

I say the Form is complete is worthier far,

Amongst everyone equally with them I sing. Of life immense in passion, pulse, and power,

Cheerful, for freest action formed under the laws divine,

The modern population we sing In One's-Self I Sing by Walt Whitman he describes the modern man as a person who is rich in life and who isn't afraid of anything, but then he talks about One's self who is Walt Whitman himself. Here he says that looks and smarts doesn't make someone perfect, but someone that is enriched in passion, pulse, and power is a complete human being who is the modern man.media type="custom" key="24752312"