The world which we see is a compass
That soars from grace on to grass;
There are but just two days on earth -
The day a man is born - beginning,
The day a man shall die - ending.
The world is also a dancing coin;
The rich occupy one part,
The other, is by the poor,
And it matters not where we belong,
For when death tolls its bell,
We all must surely obey
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The world which we see is a compass and death is true aspect that comes for ending and renewing life. Amazing poem is shared here.10