Without An Ending To Stop

Where is the East of this Universe? The North, South or West of it? Is there a right, left, bottom or top? Did it begin without an ending to stop? How can some assign, Limits with restrictions. And boundaries to define, Whose life to live should be confined. How can some assign, Limits to permit... A living life is done, Allowed for some and not everyone. And where is Earth, Within this massive Universe? Unknown to be seen, From light years claimed to be measured. By minds others decide have expertise. But can not find a way, To stop division or conflicts approved... Everyday on this Earth from being unleashed. Where is the East of this Universe? The North, South or West of it? Is there a right, left, bottom or top? Did it begin without an ending to stop? And if not... Will the Universe continue to exist, Without a speck of dust... Floating and determined to destroy, Its beauty and magnificence.