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Cold Hearted

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Cold Hearted


Miss lady, take a deep look at your reflection

There’s icicles hanging from the arteries of your heart,

I feel your frigid temperature

Loving yourself doesn’t mean not to love,

For some of us love is joyous warmth to the soul

I’m wondering when did you become so cold…

Scolding another woman for how she love,

Why is hatred becoming more popular than love…


Nobody has the power to make me cold…

I know where affected by global warming, but when did hearts turn into glaciers

What man or woman drained you into the insecurities of judging another woman’s failures…

Losing the joy of the soul,

That feeling of being happy to genuinely love,

A free tithe that later grant us rewards…

Eliminating as much negative energy on earth…


I asked myself again

Why does hate get more attention

Too many have become soulless

So many cold hearts caught up in self indulging

Having the female dog mentality to gain favor,

I’m not blowing fire with my words being disrespectful to gain love…

Putting another woman down in my art to get approval…

Being ruthless,

Bitter to another woman’s realness…


Miss lady, in your reflection

Let’s discuss where your going wrong,

Scrutinizing another woman without voicing your own failures,

Between the stanzas

You’ve become obsessed with her…

Betrayal to your own sister,

Spilling hate instead of encouragement to uplift her…

A wasted gift of disgrace

A legacy left with publicity to hate

Through your pronouns

Your speaking of your inner self

Hiding your callous pain

Speaking of a woman’s journey your stalking

Hidden eyes but still following…


Now I’m the star of your words

Immortalized,

I’m in your skin…I’m walking creativity

And I’m still waiting for you to gain my respect by telling your own story…

Showing your up’s and downs and how you flourished

But your heart is too cold your moving soulless…

No compassion,

How can your advice seriously be taken,

You may capture souls that are lost in this world

But this Goddess does what she want,

My soul is the warmth of love…


You haven’t walked in my shoes to understand my sacrifices,

You don’t know my mission from God

My soul can’t be judged by somebody cold hearted…

I took the knife out my back from the hands of betrayal

I love my Audre and Maya but their journey is not to be repeated,

I’m walking in my own lane

With unique creativity…

So go on Sis and spill your hate,

Ten years from now my love will still warm souls

A fire of legacy,

Thawing out cold hearts…



Written & Spoken by Shana A. ©️

All rights reserved


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