Opemipo Akinmodiro

The Forgotten River

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting its golden glow across the tranquil waters, an elderly fisherman sat by the banks of the forgotten river. His weathered face mirrored the lines etched into the riverbed, memories of a time long past. The river that once teemed with life now lay stagnant, its once-clear waters choked by the relentless grip of industrial pollution.