By Irvine Syazyombo
The elastic hems of the skimpy tight truck suit trousers clung on the knees of the beautiful young ladies who were wriggling to the blaring music on television.
A man dressed in a long truck bottom and a leather jacket was also erotically shaking his waist between two of the four ladies who were wearing scanty white blouses.
Ten year old Lydia who was watching television alone in the lavish sitting room on Holi Island in the Pacific Ocean wondered what kind of music it was until she heard the name ‘Jesus’ mentioned in the lyrics.
“Mummy! Mummy! Come and watch this strange song”, she called her mother who was in the kitchen that evening preparing supper.
Her mother hurried to the sitting room where Lydia was glued to the screen watching the band wriggle erotically like secular musicians while repeatedly mentioning christ in the lyrics.
When she noticed her surprised mother’s presence, the girl asked whether the band was singing to please themselves or God.
“They think Jesus was as sinful as they are. That is why they are singing a song with christian lyrics while they are dressed like veteran prostitutes,” her mother Mangalita replied.
“Who is that man who seems to be the band leader?” the curious girl asked again.
“He is Guju Ndunduundu. He just sings to make money and not to praise God as he professes,” her mother replied.
“How does the Lord Jesus Christ, the Lord of Lords, react to such debased praises? Can the almighty God like that?” the girl asked again.
“God is surely disgusted. Not even a wooden god can like that erotic dancing,” she replied.
“The point Christ and his disciples never misbehaved like that. Christ our Lord is our example as Christians,” she said.
Before she finished her sentence, the song chorused and the girls turned away from the viewers thereby displaying their under wear as their wriggling became sexier and sexier.
Suddenly Managalita switched off the TV set because it was too much for her to bear .She had seen enough and was sure that kind of music would corrupt her daughter’s morals if tolerated.
After she had switched off the TV set, Managalita wondered what the actual behavior of the so called gospel band was in private.
She was certain that Ndunduundu would sleep with the girls, as everybody in the country believed, yet he pretended to be holy by including Jesus in his lyrics.
She remembered that one of the girls had in fact disappeared for ten months before Holi Island found citizens found out that Ndunduundu had in fact impregnated her .The girl had gone to her village to hide until she had given birth.
So, to Mangalita, Ndunduundu ,was just a he-goat demonstrating on national television how he sexually abused the poor girls and many more vulnerable women in society.
She wondered what the world was going to be like morally if people could sink so low as to sing christian lyrics to attract audiences while wriggling like demon possessed sexual maniacs.
She pronounced shame on the he-goat gospel musicians and only switched on the TV three hours later hoping not to watch another disgusting so called christian song that Sunday evening.
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