Death came to Earth

The earthlings run and hide

Unable to resist the Reaper’s wrath.

Too long the people sought thy neigbor’s death,

Too great was joy from seeing others’ pain.

Too long the mankind was content to see

The broken hearts, maternal tears

Shed over bodies of the slaughtered children.

Death roams the Earth, seeks out those,

Who mulled the people under wheels of cars,

To see the look on their desperate faces

Before proceeding with the last embrace.

Grim Reaper enters in the homes of those

Who used to take the joy in others’ pain,

To prove its point: there’s no disparity in hearts

When one is burying his kin.

Death roams the Earth,

It reaps its deadly and impartial harvest

To make the people finally embrace

The angst of those who’s hearts were scorched by fire

Beholding their loved for leisure slaughtered .

Death sores high above the Earth, its cold embrace

To all mankind unleashes somber warning:

This planet‘s all we have, there is no other place,

It looks like End of Days is finally dawning.

Death’s grim design will come at gruesome cost,

To rip the life right off the face of planet,

So people understood what precious world they lost

And valued what they had as greatest tenet.

Death turned to be the Master of the Earth,

Which mankind squandered, year after year,

And blew it up, and flooded it with blood,

Without mercy, with abundant cheer.

Death came to Earth as penalty divine

For people not to forfeit their future,

To value life, feel mercy and compassion,

Not to rejoice in fellow humans’ torture.

May Reaper’s advent to our wicked world

Serve as a loud, frightening reminder:

Death’s powerful and terrifying sword

Can devastate the World and leave no soul behind her.

By Liana Margiva

Translated from Russian by Anatol Kardiukov