Abel and Cain

Race of Abel, sleep, drink and eat.

God smiles approvingly on you.

Race of Cain, crawl in the muck

and die miserably.

Race of Abel, your sacrifice

tickles the nose of the Seraphim!

Race of Cain, will your torture

ever be over?

Race of Abel, see how well

your crops and cattle have turned out.

Race of Cain, your guts

scream with hunger like an old dog.

Race of Abel, warm your belly

at your father's hearth.

Race of Cain, shake with cold

in your den, poor jackal!

Race of Abel, love and multiply!

Even your gold has offspring.

Race of Cain, burning heart,

beware of these big appetites.

Race of Abel, you grow and graze

like wood fleas!

Race of Cain, you trail your family

behind you in desperation.

Oh, race of Abel, your decaying carcass

will fertilize the steaming soil!

Race of Cain, your job

is not yet done.

Race of Abel, see your shame:

Iron is defeated by the spear!

Race of Cain, climb up to heaven

and throw down God to earth!