Martians Verses Poem by Zamir Osorov

Why you have tried
writing on English
so stubborn and ugly,
when you
can do it much better on Russian
and Kyrgyz?
I don't know why,
but I am firm on believe
we are all living in such cracked time and epoch
terrible need
for the right - face to face talks,
and massively contacts and relations
with other side our planet
still practically unknown for us as the back side of Moon.
Yes, we are all
West and East simple inhabitants
still separated artful and skilful from each others
and segregated by cold war traditions and rules.
So you are all,
dear westernians,
trying to receive me
and my verses
as a raw letters from outlander
suddenly come you unknown from where
h strongly motivated
for communications, deals and relation,
and have right for that
more them any other
missioner and peace makers?
Do you believe me
as a poor one
squeezed through Black Hole
and survived
for truly love
with broken soul and verses,
or you are preferred
to meet with excellent equipped terminators, translators,
mediators and hanters
from alien and hostile planets
who completely denied and hated you
and your way of life and ideals.