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Eugene Mirvis
                                              The Sixth Commandment
                                                       Thou Shalt Not Kill
                                                                       “We killed so much in ourselves, without giving birth, Rise!
                                                                            Landau, who died in the slanted lab assistant, Rise!
                                                                          Copernicus, who died in the Landau of gallantry, Rise!
                                                                  you, girl in the jazz band, do you remember the school bows? Rise!
                                                                              You, who squandered talents’ holy seeds, Rise!”
                                                                                        Translated from A. Voznesensky
                                                              I
                                How many people need to die to prove somebody’s view?
                                  All killed in wars, mass terrorized to serve a very few.
                               Because our enemies are damned and we are always right!
                               We do not think until the end: to kill’s war’s dues and pride.
                                                              II
                                The meaner scoundrel quickly finds excuses for his sins.
                                His conscience rarely gets involved to suffer moral spins.
                             We know that primitive cavemen cannibalized some moments,
                              Now we don’t murder for the meal, but kill just our opponents.
                                                             III
                           Not even “kill”, we “cancel” them, don’t deal with blood and bodies.
                             We just get rid of stubborn bumps for t’ sake of “true” almighty
                             We cancel private hopes and wits. Enslave the talents’ seeds,
                               While for the prisoners in jails, we grant free care and feed.
                                                             IV
                               When a man is well and a solid dude, and very much alive,
                                   He builds his life-long attitude for hoping to survive.
                                   He knows what his faith it is, he knows what it’s not.
                                      He knows how to reject invasive foreign Gods.
                                                             V
                                 He values, and he cherishes, his parents, wife and kids,
                                    His property, relations, takes care of every need.
                              He makes his time to think of, new problems, and new gains,
                                     He doesn’t utter ever his sacred dreams in vain.
                                                             VI
                                       But if you put him into environments of hate
                                Badmouth him and slander in the wrongful trick betrayals
                                      If people try to use him, and everything he has
                                  Including kids, and challenge his wife’s devoted grace
                                                             VII
                                 If his achievements ’re stolen by scams or by surprise,
                           or mocked and smeared, the values that he counts on to be prized
                                     No need to kill him, ever: his body’s just a shell,
                                   in there is almost nothing: no hopes to be propelled
                                                            VIII
                              If envies mute life’s leisure, the slanderers’ lies are gathered
                             If stealers stole his treasures, the lechers spoiled his pleasure,
                             His children scorn his measures, his faith’s not in main trends, -
                                Redundant this commandment, - you cannot kill the dead.





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