Flowers - For Alexis! Poem by Liza Sud

Flowers - for Alexis!
A goblet of kvass
Starorussky!

Potatoes and carrots
and turnips, cause he
Doesn't eat flesh!

Elected by people
so holy and free,
and so cocky!

By hooligans clogged
and the lucrative junta
of local!

He survived it all
even Dickens
could have only dream of!

And Mother of God
came to him from the sky
in his forty!

He saved many guys,
and he flew as a bird,
to them, lofty,

And to understand him -
you need to be born
twice - you got it?

His light
dazzles you, even when
It's translated to English -

You 'll hear His voice
from the sky
so pure to listen!