War Time Poem by Atef Ayadi

I closed my embassy;
Before that,
I laid off the staff
With no written warning
Or excuses in advance.
I laid off the security guard too.
It is a shaking time.
A lot of bloody feeling bombs,
Harassments,
And body language threats.

I tried traditional diplomacy
To save this ancient
Mutual love's
Interest.
I tried really
To preserve
This bilateral
Romantic partnership
That flourished
Since the Babylonian era.

I want to stop
Our lips shaking
With too many love
Etiquettes.
I want to stop these
Cold and
High temperature
Collisions
And earthquakes
Between the north and the south.
You did not
Give me too many choices
And you rejected mine.
See, there is nothing between
Hell and Heaven.

I closed the embassy.
I locked its oriental door.
The only thing I took with me is
The last six years
Of our secret poems.