THE GOD THY SERVE

Scene I

Family traditions are silks that weaves us into the fabrics of time, uniting our pasts, presents and future together; Home of the soul and loosing it is a forever wandering, searching for old and new bonds forever the kind that can repair or amend - I know this because I once knew a family or rather I know a family.
The Nwafor family, blessed with the goodness of God himself: enriched with royalty, servants, beautiful maidens, able-bodied men and a fruitful soil. It was a family created out of the image and likeness of God himself and yes I meant that. Back in the day, there was nothing like the modern day photograph, therefore people relied on drawing and painting. The portrait of the Nwafor family is the real warmth of every season and that makes their house a home.

Come what may, time went on, it felt like God has started to neglect them. Things were no longer the same anymore. Who must have offended the creator?
Gradually, poverty creeped in, royalty was given to the neighbouring family and the men became a walking shadows of themselves. Where e-go, eye-go, don't worry I'll come back to that. And just after they managed to overcome the illnesses and the de-throning, death waves.
Georgina their mother died of an illness which was known as ọnya afọ. Few months after, their father passed after being bit by a snake on his way from chasing their daily bread. The eldest son of the Nwafor children decided to take it up on himself to vindicate his family from the wrath of the gods that has fallen on them.

Knowing that the burden rests on his shoulders, Ocheze travelled to Aguziri village in quest for solution to his family problems. He left a word for his brother Nnaemeka; "I'll be back, I would consult the gods if I have to".
Three days into his search, he came across a deserted hut, tired and hungry, he broke down and wept uncontrollably.
A voice came, 'My son'
Thinking it was the spirit of his late father, he gazed his surroundings; "father" he whispered and looked forth to behold a deserted shrine. He crawled in and there, was a magnificent portrayed statue of a true god.
We have to understand that there are elements of reality that are beyond human abilities in terms of imagination and science; every blessing is a curse one way or another.

He cried unto me.
"I don't know if you are real, or just a fairytale to scare children to sleep; i'm in desperate need of your help and I don't know how to do it"

At that moment I knew I needed to prove myself out of this darkness and at that point, I was expected to be useful.
To become a god, you must first be an apprentice to the Ancient of Days. You must prove to be suitable to handle all that he has created and left in your care; although sometimes fallen angels like us, after being cast out, we try to dominate and overthrow him who rules us, just to prove who the Alpha really is. (don't tell him I said so, you'd be surprised how he'd know it's me.) That is what the taste of powers makes of you.

Still lying there, he looked upto me, sweats gushing out, mixed with tears. There was silence and suddenly a terrific wind blew. At that moment, I knew the universe was against the summon but being who I am, I used that opportunity to negotiate my freedom, because give or take, my summoner was already thinking that maybe that was a sign that I live.

"I want you to eradicate this poverty in my family, we want our lives back, and I promise you great sacrifices as long as I am alive and my generation shall be forever faithful to you"

Oh gracious me, promises already? An offer I couldn't refuse. Oh my word, my word is my bond, it's an oath that echoes for eternity and therefore sealed with a binding spell; that is why, breaking it comes with a fatal cost.
Hence it's my time to rise again and be reborn and tap from the powers that shall come unto the worship of my name.
He named me "Ajala" and took me with him as his personal god. I guess the saying "come into my home and be my god" or is it, "as for me and my household, we shall serve thy god?"
I am an angel remember or rather I was, I still am and I can quote all the verses in the holy book, it doesn't change my motives.
(chuckles) Now I am the god thy serve, I shall have my fill.