Dear Wambo

Mambo (hi) I talked to mum and brother and they say you are not doing well Mum says the last time she saw you, you were better She says you are worse now Your once clear eyes, are now yellow Auntie showed me a message you posted three weeks ago on whatsapp Before you went to India You sounded so hopeful India couldn't do anything for, you are at terminal stage A topic we hardly talk about because of your age But we have too There is no time left too The only time we have,is to love My most memories of you, of us Is when I was entering puberty I remember embarrassingly asking you about pubic hair, breasts, adams apple In my homescience assignments You were so good at answering them You were so good at teaching me that new world I was about to enter You were a great mentor And those chapatis, OMG! I remember your cooking lessons You were so good at making that bread With it, we were well fed Thank you for being an awesome cousin The only time we have, is to love