He insidiously made for his target; his heart, a seething combustion of hate and wrath. A hiss of anticipation bubbled from his mouth as he surreptitiously slithered and slid through the undergrowth. Exciting him no end was an evil stratagem that brewed in the dark frothing vats of his soul. The thrill of it was so uncontainable that he ran his forked tongue over his thin lips in anticipation. If the well fermented plan works, then it was one he would keep using through the trickling sands of the ages. Thin lips splitting over venom laced fangs, he smiled diabolically to himself.  It did not make sense to change a winning strategy…..


….It was the peace that gets to you first, an ocean of tranquillity so thick it was wall like. Clouds of heavily condensed serenity rained on the senses with the intensity of tropical storms. The harmony was beyond the frontiers of man’s imagination. Molecules of the atmosphere were intrinsically laden with musical notes and as the wind blew, pure strains of melodies inundated the air.  Waterfalls glinted and glittered molten silver as they cascaded into pools of water from which animals drank. The assortment of fauna drinking would make anyone gape. All sorts of incongruous pairs abounded, lions frolicked with lambs, leopards fooled around with antelopes, and panthers lazed about with camels amongst others. Above them swarms of butterflies flapped their wings in an eruption of colours but nothing could match the pinkish hues of the flamingos that paraded the miniature lake. Colours shimmered with life beyond the rainbow spectrum that the human mind had confined them to. Shades unnamed, tints unknown and tinges unimagined confronted the eyes both mellow and violent. Flowers bloomed furiously and trees grew energetically.  The leaves were so green one could scrape emeralds from them, sunflowers so yellow, topaz crystallized on them , forget-me-nots so blue they dripped sapphires. The orchard was a wonder to behold. Under the midday sun everything seemed to be on fire like burning gemstones.

The woman caressed the tawny mane of a lion while relishing the juices and flesh of a fresh cool pear. She was lost as always in the beauty of the ecosystem where she resided.  The splendour of life stunned her senses. She was draped in a dress of gold, an incandescent gown that was solid yet immaterial. The clothing flickered with golden fiery sparks and formed a glorious halo around her.

The hiss out of nowhere startled her. She was beside herself with amazement when she saw that the source of the sound was wrapped around the forbidden tree (The tree of the knowledge of good and evil).  She wanted to tell it to move to safer grounds when she took in its colours and became mesmerized. She had seen almost all of God’s creatures but this one was different. Its beauty was mesmerizing but seemed beguiling in a way she could not place her hands on. This was something different and curiosity kicked in. As she looked on, the creature spoke.

…..He noticed he had caught her attention and opened his bag of tricks that was full of temptation.


“Did God ask you not to eat of the fruit of the garden?” he asked sibilantly.

“We can, except the one around which you are coiled,” she replied.

“It makes sense. He would not want you to, because if you do, you will become like Him,” he continued.

“What balderdash!” she started then stopped, transfixed on the fruit.

The fruit had never meant anything to her before now but with his suggestions, she took a closer look at it.

The devil was watching her reaction and it seemed his plan was going to work.


As Eve stared, the forbidden began to assume new proportions and started to look attractive. There were contours to it she had never seen before. Its colour shined deeper that beside it every other colour in Eden became dull and grey.  There was an elusive fragrance to it that tortured her nostrils. It was one she had never perceived until presently.  The circuits of her senses were overloaded with sensory impulse and she felt she would detonate. Right then nothing else existed in the world but the fruit.

She took it in her hand, balancing it on her palm. The coolness and the softness of it made her shiver with longing. Her buds screamed with desire and saliva broke the dams of their glands and rushed, flooding her mouth. She shook leaf like under the forceful gale of the yearning the fruit unleashed in her. The serpent was right, the fruit was beautiful! It looked so tasty that she felt if she did not eat it she would die!


God had said they should not eat the fruit but as good as her Creator seemed to be, He was holding something back from them. That was not fair for someone who really claims to love her and Adam and had given them all that one can ask for. Apparently there was more which He had hidden away.

She magnified the fruit above the all the gold, bdellium and lapis lazuli in Havilah that He had bestowed on them. The fruit was going to make her feel like God. She wanted to know how that feeling would be.  Unfortunately, she had forgotten that she was like God already. She believed the devil’s lie and magnified his words above God’s.

She plucked and took the fruit closer to her mouth, heart pounding with rebellion and sinful craving…..

Satan watched her and willed with all his being for her to take the bite. It would blight the future of God’s greatest creation, the ones that usurped his position in Heaven’s hierarchy. He chuckled silently to himself. This was going to work and he would use the same strategy all through the ages to make man fall…


….Her mouth clamped around the fruit and she took a bite and juices that tasted like honey and all the sweet things she never knew existed went off on her tongue. Finally, she could believe there was heaven in Eden. A sigh of rapturous delight, a moan of content escaped her lips reflexively.  She could not wait for Adam to share of her iniquitous secret and the delight associated with it. She felt the after taste wasn’t so great but….



The fruit had teeth of its own that bit into her and released its venom into blood that was chock-full of God’s genes and His irrepressible life. Eve was poisoned, her incorruptible life got corrupted.


She could not comprehend what was happening.  The life within her began to haemorrhage. She noticed the music stopped. The colours of the garden started getting muted and the atmosphere crackled with fear.  The peace that saturated Eden was slashed into ribbons by blades of restlessness. Things were not as they used to be (and would never be again for her).  The halo around her began to dim and would ultimately peter out to show she was naked……….

She died…….


Genesis 3 The Message (MSG)

The serpent was clever, more clever than any wild animal God had made. He spoke to the Woman: “Do I understand that God told you not to eat from any tree in the garden?” The Woman said to the serpent, “Not at all. We can eat from the trees in the garden. It’s only about the tree in the middle of the garden that God said, ‘Don’t eat from it; don’t even touch it or you’ll die.’” The serpent told the Woman, “You won’t die. God knows that the moment you eat from that tree, you’ll see what’s really going on. You’ll be just like God, knowing everything, ranging all the way from good to evil.” When the Woman saw that the tree looked like good eating and realized what she would get out of it—she’d know everything!—she took and ate the fruit and then gave some to her husband, and he ate.


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©2015 Ekpo Ezechinyere


8 thoughts on “THE OLDEST TRICK

    1. I wish you were a coffee brand Topazo….you are kind i would want to guzzle on the first working day of the week…You have made me high..thanks bro…


  1. The descriptions employed here’s simply bedazzling, for the lack of a better word! You painted a picture sooo enticing and appealing, its almost like you sat through a whole ‘mastering’ session, with the slithering serpent you so described in this magical masterpiece as mentor! That’s like being Lucifer himself! ‘Coorepie’, but you do get my point though! 😈😆

    The modus operandi and wiles, employed by the adversary in getting mortals to do his biddings, as outlined herein is totally spot on Sir! You more than rocked this….I. am. Awestruck! You’re much too DAMN much, ‘Elocution King’! Carry on dazzling you must! 😄👍


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