The Parable of A Homeless Man

**Fueled by passion, driven by pain before I die the world will know my name**

- JioVanni

Find You

I find you if you're lost.
I find you if I seek.
If you're cold I find you in the frost.
If it's loud I find you when I speak.

I find you in the movies.
I find you in the streets.
I find you in the store.
I find you in my cleats.

I find you in the shower.
I find you on the beach.
I find you on the schoolyard, where professors don't teach.

I find you in books.
I find you in limitations.
I find you in my adversaries eyes when he asks me, "Do you have any idea what you are facing?"

I couldn't find you in gangs.
I couldn't find you in guns.
I couldn't find you in vagina.
I couldn't find you when I killed that man & took his car, but just when I was about to, he said to me, "I find you guilty as charged…"

**Fueled by passion, driven by pain before I die the world will know my name**

- JioVanni

Talkin' Love

You make me feel like I never felt before.
Like a sunset on a warm shore.
Your coolness makes me remember you in 4’s.
One for the time we both went to the store, on some husband & wife stuff but I’ve yet to put one knee to the floor.
Two for the time you got mad at me & we made up, made me feel like I did when Michael’s last shot on the Jazz was a score.
Three for the time you made an ordinary moment into music. Me watching you do your hair is a symphony movement.
Four for the time I realized my math was off when I was one, so even when I say 143 I cherish mostly the love…

**Fueled by passion, driven by pain before I die the world will know my name**

- JioVanni

Sometimes

**Fueled by passion, driven by pain before I die the world will know my name**

- JioVanni

Late Thoughts Listening To The Rain

Dirty...

Cold rainy boulevards make me warm.
I ask myself do I have time? What for?
To see my goals come to fruition.
To see the rage leave me.
I'm not soft or sentimental & this isn't a way of coping.
I'm just here wondering.
What is it that makes me feel spectacular?
Like being surrounded by 100's of people & being the realest one.
Like going in the same direction others are but my path is blazened.
I lay here wondering why I didn't shower.
Maybe its cuz I know I still wouldn't be clean.
You ever smelled good, looked good, but felt bad?
All doctored up on the outside, but no medic on the inside?
I feel bad for the people that don't feel like this.
I feel this way cuz God is speaking to me.
He gave me the gift of expression since I was silenced for so many years.
He made me look this good cuz I used to feel ugly.
All things work together.
Worried about fitting in & brotherhood when what I needed was a father.
Feeling like a bastard but He never left.
700 billion can't save a soul...

**Fueled by passion, driven by pain before I die the world will know my name**

- JioVanni

Black Woman Are You Satisfied?

Here is the audio of what this topic is based on:

Yung Berg's comments: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BcDpxF1-Z8I

I’ve been sitting on this idea for a long, long, time! I’ve felt how I am going to express to you shortly for years since I was old enough to feel an attraction to women. Which was about 10, lol. What I am about to say in this one is not an attack or a disparagement of any females who do this. I’m just talking to you…

Ok, so when I look at us as a people, I see a lot right and a lot wrong. I try not to focus on the wrong so much for if I do I’ll never be able to enhance our good qualities like they should be magnified. There is a problem. (Remember this is my opinion, not an attack!) Personally I don’t like it when women wear tight outfits to show off their nice body, I mean the animal in me always finds it appealing, but when I step back and think about it, I wonder is it necessary? The reasons I feel certain women do this is to get attention and feel good about themselves, not in an esteem sense but just them enjoying how they look. On the surface there is nothing wrong with this. If you know me though, I always look at things in layers because that’s what life is layers. Nothing is as it seems, or is to be taken at face value. If it was then we wouldn’t have to deal with politics in the work place, or discrimination. Everything would go smoothly.

I always wondered though why girls I’ve seen dress this way. I’m sure it’s personal preference, but there is also a psychological thing going on. I know that it is nearly impossible to find a woman who hasn’t watched television at some point in her lifetime. (Unless you go to an impoverished country where they have never had it.) I can hear the response now, “I do it because I feel like it.” I ask, do you? Have you ever seen commercials uplifting women who were overweight? Have you ever seen a commercial where a fat woman is running on the beach in a bikini outside of it making fun of her? Have you ever seen a magazine where they tell you you’re beautiful but not after they show you women who look better than you because of their clothes or makeup? I would think not.

The psychological games that are played are brilliant, I respect that because it takes a smart person to control someone without them knowing it, but I can’t stand it because it’s wrong. I think I know what the problem is though. Not all of our black women are happy with themselves. How about fake nails? What purpose do they serve? They look pretty and they are nice if your real nails don’t look as good. What’s wrong with your nails? Didn’t God make you in His image? Given that fact, there should be nothing wrong with you where you need weave, makeup, nails, eyelashes, lipstick, or any of the millions of the hair products on the market for women.

I feel like it’s all a way to separate you from yourself. You have to focus on so many different things when you get ready that you never stop to look at yourself even though you’ve been in the mirror for an hour or two. The best way to hide something is in plain sight. So the whole ensemble that is you is perfect when you leave the house. You go out to wherever you’re going and you break a nail, or you sweat out your hair, or a track came out. Any one of these things make you feel ruined. I’ve seen it thousands of times where women get irate because of one of these occurrences. I feel our women have forgotten how to love themselves. Why is all of that needed? Don’t be defensive, just answer one question, why is all that needed?

The rapper Yung Berg recently made statements about dark skinned women and how he doesn’t like it they get into the pool and an eyelash is here and the brown hair spread that is used to lie the baby hairs down on a woman’s head. I feel like what he said was very ignorant and somewhat racist. Let’s be real we as a people are very racist, but we don’t want to admit it because we have been victims of it. It used to be that black women hated white women’s stringy hair, or the “bleach blond” look. Now I see so many girls with blond braids or blond wigs or what have you, and honestly it looks a mess. Maybe you just like it or maybe you have an insecurity, I don’t know, but that’s why I wrote this, because I’m trying to get feedback. Plus, I can’t forget to mention all the crazy things they don’t tell you they put into the products you’re consuming. Here’s the game..

They give you a “revolutionary” product that removes wrinkles or age marks but if you pay attention, the more you use these types of products, the worse you look. It’s the same thing with my use of Chap Stick. When I was younger my lips wouldn’t chap for real. Then I picked up the habit of using Chap Stick from my brother and ever since then if I go a few hours without it my lips get real dry. There’s something addictive about it.

At the end of the day though, women are going to do what they want and I’m not mad at that, I’m just wondering why.

Let me know what your opinion is.

**Fueled by passion, driven by pain before I die the world will know my name**

- JioVanni