The Black In Me, response letter

The black in me is hungry Always seeking more, She wants to hunt the bad ones Bring justice for the lore. Though most can’t understand this Part of me and free, When spurned I burned and reaffirmed The deadly black in me. The black in me is craving To better all the time and Time is no constraint For other and divine… Where consciousness is here And there and up above, The black in me appreciates All pure kinds of love. Strong black in me is fighting For moral rights and truth, For black has had her lessons From childhood and youth. She sees there’s many problems and Goodness she preserves, Connecting, protecting As black in me observes. The black in me considers; Graciousness reflects, Cordial to others Earth, Sea and sky respects. Loves the starry nights and Lives the very sun Amongst people and all living things The black in me is One. See the black in me is not my skin Though bloodline is dark brown, True blackness not just physical Yet always is profound. There is one place the black in me Could never ever part, The specialness and preciousness Within my very heart. The black in me you can’t wash out, Reduce or take control, She’ll always be eternally For she’s my very soul. Now I hope you understand I’m as human as can be and May relate to spirit trait and Personality. For I’d like to be your friend and Thank you for your ask To write about my blackness Has been an untold blast! Yes there is even more I am this very night... Though please take pen and write again So I can read your white.