Descendants of Adam and Eve

                Идея вдохновлена моим стихотворением               
                "Потомки Адама и Евы" (это не точный перевод)
                http://www.stihi.ru/2018/05/06/7558


We are descendants of the fallen race,
and still, are chasing our own tails.
We fell away from the Creator’s grace,
though we are making real fairy tales.

We run in circles, trying all ideas,
but does it give us joy that we beseech?
We’re at a loss what, who, and when can free us,
and happiness moves further from our reach.

Our history is covered with the dusty
layers of wars and mighty revolutions,
Philosophers and scientists encrusted
its surface with their famous contributions.

Inquisitiveness, yes, is unrelenting.
Curiosity is our guiding force.
We can achieve a lot, experimenting,
nonetheless, it is a Trojan Horse.

The Fruit of Knowledge works on us seduction,
we want to know more, and more, and more,
and now, look, a nuclear destruction
is lurking, uninvited, at our door!

Somewhere deep in mind is ingrained
the truth that we are like God, but how
do we pervert and manage to bloodstain
our hearts and souls? Why do we allow?

We are by God designed to distinguish
between things good and bad. What do we do?
Within our reach the button “Self-extinguish”,
but where is the button “Self-renew”?

Oh, skeletons in our closets hidden!
By sin contaminated, aren’t we all?
With shame and guilt the human soul is ridden,-
things went from bad to worse since Adam’s fall.

Our DNA contains a ravenous desire
for fruits of knowledge. The Forbidden Tree
is still attractive, setting hearts on fire.
We all do wrong and sin, would you agree?

Through generations sin is doubled, tripled,
quadrupled, reproduced, and multiplied.
Alas, alas, all our hearts are crippled:
tell me, who never envied or lied?

We love the rustling sound of banknotes,
and every soul has its own throne.
Derogatory words are filling throats,
yet our own faults, them, we condone.

Who disagrees, we send them to the gallows.
To those we love, why are we causing pain?
The human soul is becoming shallow,
when it is following the ways of Cain.

We don’t know what we are creating,
what world is left for those, who will come?
What future is impending, what’s awaiting
posterity? To what it will succumb?

When Jesus is betrayed and maligned,
can mercy be expected from the skies?
Forgive us, Lord! Forgive the humankind
for foolishness, for cruelty, for lies!

In vain we are labouring for years,
in vain we are wearing our masks…
The coffin will consume our sweat and tears.
“It’s vanity!” said the Ecclesiast.

Who can regenerate a human soul?
In human cells wrongdoing is built-in.
Who can, but the Creator, make us whole?
We are depleted by our own sin.

Why do we scrape the bottom of the barrel
for some ideas that would save the world?
Attained knowledge is for our peril,
unless we dig in the Eternal Word.

God, made human, Jesus Christ alone
can rescue us. His blood is so pure!
His broken body, like a seed, is sown,
and in His Life, we can be secure.

The Second Adam, He endured testing
of Faith, death defeating on the cross.
In Him the love of God is manifested.
Without Him the world is at a loss.

Sin in a soul signs a death sentence,
we can’t attain the perfection norm.
Oh, give us, Lord, the tears of repentance
which can forever our hearts transform.

01.03.2019