The Third World War: The Roots Poem by Atef Ayadi

My love for you
Woman!
Is not an extended Roman type of war,
there is no need
To come back
To the Crusades to
Capture your skin;
Your heart and mind;
Your face is a moving
Sand dreaming of a new land.
.
There is nothing
To agree or sign with you
Do not consider another Warsaw Pact,
Or Another Geneva Convention.
Nothing will Help!
You only have to admit
And accept
This forty Thousands
Years old
Rooted Love;
Like the tree that stood between
Eve and Adam.