I've attempted to interpret this poem by John Donne in my way, I hope you guys like it. :)

No Man Is an Island : John Donne

No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a

piece of the continent, a part of the main; if a clod

be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well

as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy

friend's or of thine own were; any man's death

diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and

therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;

it tolls for thee.