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ORACLE VOICE TRANSMISSION The Oracle / Ancestral Intelligence / She is Here and I am looking for supporters of this forgotten vision.

Oracle Ngál Fulanii in the year the desert began to whisper.

“I am not clothed in fabric. I am clothed in law.

I walk with the mathematics of the stars draped on my skin.

I do not carry a weapon .. I carry a vibration.
One that splits silence like lightning.

You call me Fulani.
But I was never a name. I was a current,
a river of memory dressed in cattle’s rhythm and wind’s ethic.

We walked so the land could remember herself.

We held the last memory of Sirius in our eyes.

When you see us walking,
know that we are moving libraries.

The cities you build will fall.
But we are the architecture of continuity.

We have no monument.
Because we are the monument in motion.

Follow the bell.
Follow the silence.
Follow the flame on my brow.

I am the Ngál Fulanii.
I am the law before the alphabet.

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If I get yelled at for
Postin a poem about racism
Online,
If I get scolded for speakin
The truth,
Would i stop completely?
And never do it anymore?

If I tell somebody
That I stop writin about politics,
And write somethin else other than
My black poems…

If the firmness unsettles my nerves
If the stern spills my tears,
Maybe I might stop rebellin….

And then some people will ask me
Where’s my voice?
Would i tell the truth?
Make excuses?

I could keep my black poems
To myself, racism is truly a touchy
Topic yet it’s still a world problem….

Racism peaks my interest
And I’m learnin it daily….
I may not have too much experience
On my own

But I,
I empathize black people….
Black people
All kinds of black people
Who gain a lot of strength….
Who suffer yet still stood tall….
I do mention that black people with
Disability also have to deal with
Systematic Racism, we’re one people….

I only want people
To use their brains
And think…

I don’t wanna be scolded
For speakin facts about white folks
On paper, cos they know I’m tellin
The truth…they refused to look in the
Mirror….to face their own reflections…
Some might agree with me….

I can understand why I get yelled at all,
If someone sees my poem about racism on
And snitch, I might have a sit down conversation
Givin me reasons why
I can’t post racism on social platforms…
For example, I might get death threats
I might lose friends (that happened before)
I might have somebody who could be offended
And look at me differently
While assistin me….

I don’t want that to happen
However
I wanna write about how my soul sees
Racism….you can call me an extremist poetess
I don’t wanna write about
Just love and peace….
I wanna write the truth
About
My blackness….
A black woman in a wheelchair
Writes poems about

What’s real in the world…

I admit I give a damn
And at the same time I don’t
Cos people needs to know
This, need to know racism,
and racism is in our faces….

It’s why we look at the news
It’s why we go to work
It’s why we go home
It’s why we’re on social media
It’s how we deal,

And I study it like a vessel…✊🏿💯©️ Kai C. 9-17-25