The Last Hello
The last “Hello”
I cry rivers of tears whenever I think about our last “Hello”
I was working, but I had to call to see how you were doing that morning.
You could barely speak
you could barely breathe.
The only and last word you said was: I can’t breathe.
I kept yelling “Hello”, “Hello Mom”, but you couldn’t answer
You didn’t have the strength to hold a simple cell phone in your hands
I was mentally paralyzed, lost my breath
The ´´tum tum´´ at the end of the call
It was actually your farewell
The last “Hello”
The pain in my chest is immeasurable.
when I lost you,
I lost the world.
you were everything
And but a little.
Please God you are in a better place
Today is another one of those days when homesickness hits
It beats so much that I cry through the verses of memory
Wherever you are,
Know that I still feel your presence.
Mother, your throne in my life is irreplaceable
No other woman
Will ever be able to give the same, unconditional love.
Benjamim João Luis is a young Mozambican, teacher, poet and emerging writer, currently working in the transport and logistics industry. He is general secretary of the Association Clube do Livro da Beira, which is a legal entity or organization that promotes and encourage reading and literature in the city of Beira, in Mozambique, a country located in the Southeast of the African continent. He is a dynamic young man and dreams of publishing his first work in the national market, as he aspires to one day be a world-renowned writer. His work or texts are published on different platforms, such as the Association Clube do Livro da Beira, Os Poetas Vivem, which is a Brazilian page, and on his own social networks