One by one the droplets hit the earth.

Soon it poured, and filled the valley.

The birth of a river, broad and deep.

Animals fed and plant life was abundant.

The sun shone in all its glory as it always does.

It did it’s job too well.

The river dried up.

The animals left.

The plants withered.

Nothing remained.

The river died.

You’re gone.

We’re still here.

We won’t forget.

RIP Akinwale Badejo Oluwatobi.