Black men!!!!

I am diagnosing proportinate findings gravitating betweens lines and things findings rymes and things hiding the mind and things if was time ti song I would find some sort of mind and sing an dfinding new hinds and things would be this sort od mind it seems to be me and this ryme and rythm could not find me hide if it would be hid ein the recline of me still I see submurged with the word that has nocost but to stand behind me if I can win and give ways to words and leave words supporv-b thenmy story would be herad whats the syestem word how undefinded could the mind could recline and leave those foutunate findigs and things left behind no is the time to take bake the time and not give cxost to the things that go back and in some wya s rverse the =mind my mind reclines and fines times and reasonses giovuing seasons and hope gives aways to dope and mean is the sceem and the drema leaving me behind says that my worth is not worht the mean I understan not that I ahve top travel to aplace an find it gereat and distant in its form and giving harm and reason not giving season to pain is the brain left in my nbrain thesese folks have gopt to amitntain and that feel so deep real is the skly ant he layer that has gfot to deal with hoping these things din't become so the the sun sdhum and in times folks give flkack an and can't even run hope that have fun anbd then they can't even be guna dn the sun and the shun will rise!!

Hope is not l;eft to the sky!!