Abel And Cain

I.     Race of Abel, sleep and eat;     God smiles on you complacently.     Race of Cain, in mud and filth     You crawl and die in misery.     Abel's race, your sacrifice     Smells sweet to all the Seraphim!     Race of Cain, your punishment,     Will it be ever at an end?     Race of Abel, see your seed,     Your flocks, your cattle come to good;     Race of Cain, like some old dog     Your empty entrails howl for food.     Race of Abel, warm your belly     By the hearth of countrymen;     Race of Cain, you tremble, freezing,     Lonely jackal, in your den!     Race of Abel, multiply     Even your gold proliferates;     Race of Cain, a burning heart,     Take guard against your appetites.     Race of Abel, chew and swell     Like insects swarming through the woods!     Race of Cain, in deep distress     Your people lag on stony roads. II.     Race of Abel, see your shame:     The plough is conquered by the pike!     Cain, your modem progeny     Have just begun to do your work;     Race of Abel, carrion,     Manure to feed the steaming sod!     Race of Cain, assault the skies     And drag him earthward - bring down God!