I AM AFRO-JUSTICE!

 

I AM AFRO-JUSTICE!

My ancestors have gifted me with a super power. Thanks to them, I now possess god-like attributes that do qualify me to be the official guardian of the afro-universe. I am one of this generation's finest black superheroes. I am an Oracle, capable of seeing deep into the ancient past, to uncover cold-case treachery, and bring all the dead culprits to book. I am Afro-Justice!

Consequently, I desire to be a member of the Justice League. Afterall, the world does need more afro-heroes, and my newly found gift can serve humanity, this side of the Sahara. We have villains all over the Sahel, and I am afraid Wakanda is not a nation existing on my afro-world radar, therefore, I cannot rely on its expertise.

Well, I could summon the best of sorcerers, warlocks, and even a coven of witches to battle but I am afraid that the Christian community will put a dumper on my heroics. Even the nation of Islam will not understand my dabbling in witchcraft or cavorting with darkness.

Hence, my only choice is to go professional and join the League of Justice. But how do I blend into the marvel universe, with my afro-puff? First things first, I pretty much need to pass the superhero check list. My new super-power qualifies me to be on the dream team. To be fair, Bat Man has no super powers, yet he is a member of the Justice League. Thus, the marvel universe should consider a merger with the afro-universe as a ginormous power deal, and my entry to the league, as a timely blessing.

Besides having a regular boring name, acquiring an alter ego inter-galactic type name is the hallmark of a true superhero. To mere mortals, I am known as Betty Baijun, the poet but Yatta Ma, guardian of the afro-universe, is my immortal identity. I previously wanted to knight myself as the woman king but I was duly informed that the title was already taken. Oh, well, I guess I will have to settle for Yatta Ma, the afro-siren, because what Justice League by-laws prevent me from looking good, while fighting crime?

A foreign accent, accompanied with an iconic voice like that of the legendary James Earl Jones is also ideal for any serious superhero, although booming vocals like the one Tracy Chapman, is more gender appropriate and acceptable. Yet, who cares if my voice sounds like that of Barry White, as long as I am able to save humanity from the forces of evil?

An ancient-type of animal like a Behemoth or a more common type of an Ox, is my transportation choice, since I never learned to drive a car or a motorbike, not to talk of a jet plane. So for now, I will take my chances with riding on a beast any day, rather than those hazardous metallic contortions. Besides, it is more humane to own and maintain a beast than it is to pollute the environment with those futuristic Chinese entrapments.

Also, the afro-universe will be mighty fierce with a legion of ancestral spirits out to fight by my side, alongside my allies, against those pesky villains but mostly so my arch-nemesis Shaitan, that lying dare devil. Of course, I possess ancient weaponry gifted to me by the gods to defend the territory within my domain. As yet, I have not decided which ammunition works best for me but I guess, if push comes to shove, then I will shove my golden spear into my opponents, afro-style.

I definitely do happen to have a rumoured secret love affair with an on again-off again mystery man, who also happens to have ancient heroic afro-genes like I do but our lives' missions just happen to collide in the midst of this inter-galactic war, as we happen to be on the opposites sides of the warfare. The break up to make up story line makes for good television, and hence it will remain a mystery for now, as I am trying to pitch the Yatta Ma narrative structure to Marvel Studios.

Finally, a backstory of my humble beginnings, passed down through folklores, and narrated in the third person, possibly by me or perhaps by an ancient seer, who is equally my spirit guide. This biography has potential for numerous television sequels, although I still will need to wire out all the intricate details in one believable sequence, as there is really not much happening behind the scenes with Yatta Ma. Perhaps, it is Betty Baijun who brings the sweet tea into this entire plot.

All the same, if we the Justice League, are at war with sons of anarchy, we will win. We can neutralize a virus like Covid 19 or ballistic missiles. Should we go battle with machines, we can sure shut them down. Even an alien invasion is within our scope of reach. But if we are battling demonic entities or other celestial beings, then God help us all, since the spiritual territory is a no go zone for me. I actually work for the Creator of the afro-universe, so I am not permitted to engage the dark world and ancient devils, without ultimate authority or protection. Granted I have super strength but even I have limitations.

The beauty of being a superhero is that everything goes, when it comes to saving the world. There are no judgements when associating with unscrupulous individuals, if only to win the war. All that is missing is an appointment letter from the Marvel universe, to acknowledge me as one of their kind. I could use my gender card and force my way in but if that does not pan out, then I will take my chances, and join forces with the X-Men.