Anthology of Magazine Verse for 1921/Matter

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MATTER
When I was a live man, A few years ago,For all I might say, For all I could do,
I got no attention; My life was so smallThe world didn't know I was living at all.
Such stolid indifference I couldn't allow;I swore that I'd matter, Never mind how.
But after a lifetime Of failure and prayer,I broke my heart trying To make the world care.
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And now as I lie here, Feeding this tree,I am more to the world Than it is to me.
The Century MagazineLouis Untermeyer

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