I dedicate to all the atheists of the forum, and to all the critical believers as I am, this song by the italian singer-songwriter Fabrizio De Andrè, another not enough internationally-known poet as every people and language have many. I tried to translate it for you, just to try to give the more shallow, direct sense.
YouTube - Fabrizio De Andrè - Il Testamento di Tito
"You shall have no other gods before Me"
This often made me think
Different people, came from East
They said it was the same, after all
They did believe in another one, before You
But they didn't hurt me
They did believe in another one, before You
But they didn't hurt me.
"You shall not misuse the name of the Lord your God",
You shall not call His name in vain
With a dagger stuck into my ribs
I cried my pain in His name
But maybe he was tired, maybe too busy
He didn't listen my grief
Maybe he was tired, maybe too far
Really, I called in vain.
"Honor your father and your mother"
And also, honour their stick
Kiss the hand which punched your face
While you were looking for care
When my father's heart stopped, I didn't grieve for him
When my father's heart stopped, I didn't grieve for him
"Remember the Sabbath day by keeping it holy",
It's not easy for we bandits
To enter in temples overflowing psalms
By slaves and their masters
Without ending up tied to the altar
Slaughtered as goats
Without ending up tied to the altar
Slaughtered as goats
Then comes this: "You shall not steal",
And maybe this one, I obeyed
While discharging furtively the plentiful pocket
Of those which yet had stolen
But I, outlaw, did it in my name
They did in the name of God
But I, outlaw, did it in my name
They, in the name of God
Don't do impure acts, don't fornicate
Fecundate a woman every time you love her
This way you will be a man of faith.
Then the passion fades and the child remains,
And many starve
Maybe I confused pleasure with love,
But at least I didn't create pain.
A valuable one says not to murder,
if you want to deserve the Heaven
Look today, at this rule of God
Three times nailed on wood
Look at the end of that Nazarethian
And a thief doesn't die less than him
Look at the end of that Nazarethian
And a thief doesn't die less than that
"You shall not give false testimony against your neighbor"
And help the killing of the other neighbor
They know by memory the law of God
But they always forget about Forgive.
I did perjury on God and on my honor
And no, it isn't such a sorrow
I did perjury on God and on my honor
And no, it isn't such a sorrow
"You shall not covet" the others' stuff,
You shall not covet their spouse
Say it to those, ask it to the few ones
Which have the spouse and the stuff
In others' beds, still warm of love
I never felt sorrow
But the yesterday's envy is still unfinished,
Tonight I will covet their lives.
And now that returns the night and the dark
It frees my eyes from pain
And while the sun creeps beyond the dunes
To violate other nights
while I see this man to die, mother, I feel pain.
In the pity which doesn't surrend to rancour,
Mother, I learned love.