SYNOPSIS
Sister Mary, a church mother and a lover to Blessing, who was also a female choir member, decided to take her own life after a sex scandal. But before she took her own life, she made Blessing promise to assume the position of the Choir Mistress; a position she was totally due for before her suicide action.
The sex scandal, which also involved Blessing, forced her to flee both the Church and the town to Jos where she was to cool off for a while with her Aunt whom unknown to Blessing’s mom was also a lesbian. Happy to be with her kind, instead of staying for a while, Blessing stayed in Jos for years.
Years later, she returned to town and to her former Church to kick-start the mission of being the Choir Mistress just as she promised her dead lover. But it was no more an easy process as the Pastor in Charge was forced to ban that position and appoint a male Choir Coordinator instead.
Blessing, just a choir member, but armed with an angelic voice and an innocent face was able to hide her evil self even from the Pastor in Charge. One by one, she cut down her leaders, made them into a ladder and slowly climbed comfortable to the top. The Choir Coordinator was not spared in her holocaust.
That wasn’t all, unknown to all, including the Pastor, this position was cursed because everyone who occupied it never last in the seat. They either turn evil or are smeared with it because a dark entity controls the land such that anything or anyone in contact with it will know no peace.
Whether Blessing will be able to last in this new position, or she will also be brought down by a junior member of the Choir is left to be discovered.
BLOOD ON THE ALTAR (the poem)
The whole congregation waits in anticipation
Sister Blessing will soon mount the podium
She will render the special dedication
Her voice will intoxicate them like the opium
Oh, sister Blessing
She is just like watching the angels sing
Oh, what a Blessing
There is none other like her our eyes have seen
The Church’s microphone must feel no other hand
The speakers must convey no other voice
The podium must feel no other dance steps
Except our own sister Blessing’s
No other Sister will love to try
Because they will never be good enough
Once sister Blessing is ready to drag
They will be left without a scent of pride
She murders their character
She destroys their self-esteem
She cares not what happens after
She must remain the only fish in the stream
Even with their over bloated anointing
The Pastors have refused to see
Even with their vague holy life
The elders have refused to notice
Blood cries from the altar
From the podium where sister Blessing loves to sing
Dead ambitions, assassinated characters
All scream with their talents in her grip
All hail Sister Blessing
The Angel is ready to sing
And bloods cry from the altar
But no one is ready to listen
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