There is no room for Cain anywhere. Where he remains there will be death and suffering. He will kill because it is all he can do. He has nothing else to offer the world, his own kind or the Creator.
The curse of the earth that he brings can only be lifted when he is removed from it. Only when Cain is driven out, will the land come into its fullness, will the people know peace and will the shadow lift from the valleys, mountains, rivers and cities of the land.
Cain seeks sympathy in his wanderings. With bloody hands, he pleads his case. Every one of his victims made him do it. From the east to the west and the north to the south, they all started it.
He kills from one end of the world to the next and it is never his fault. Each time, each Abel did it.
That is why the Lord put the mark of the killer on Cain’s forehead. All were meant to know what Cain was and to move him along, prevent him from settling down, becoming offended and killing over his long lost honor, and then beginning a war that would lead to his own death and the deaths of others.
Cain was not to be killed. It was no use killing him because all men have a little Cain in them. The curse of Cain infects in many forms. Nazism, Communism and Islam are only a few examples of the disease. Instead Cain was meant to be a living example of the futility of evil. His accursed nature made him into a living symbol of death. Each thing he touched would be cursed by his existence.
When we remember what Cain is, when we know what his signs, the swastika, the sickle and the crescent, represent, then he is no threat to us.
We move him onward, we cast him out and drive him away before he kills us and we kill him and the cycle of bloodshed that he starts everywhere he goes begins again.
It is when we forget that he becomes truly dangerous. When Abel and Cain cannot be told apart, then Cain can pretend that he is the victim and that Abel was the killer. The blood soaks into the earth and he washes his hands of it and pretends that he knows nothing about it. Men begin playing detectives, they search for the root cause of Cain’s crimes and try to understand what provoked him this time.
But even when the Lord does not speak to men, the blood can still be heard crying from the earth. A thousand years of blood, the blood of men, women and children from every race and every part of the world.
Cain has made a mountain of corpses. His Caliphate was built on bones. His code is cruelty and his holy book is written in blood on the flayed skins of his murdered victims.
A thousand years of blood calls from the earth. The cries of peoples long vanished from the earth warn us that we will either drive out Cain or his curse will fill our lands with blood and dust and all that we love and all that we have worked for will die at his cursed touch.
Originally published at Sultan Knish. / Daniel Greenfield
