Cat Died Today
Cat died today
crossing the street.
A loving lady was more than sweet.
She told me she didn't want the
cat to be run over anymore-
that's what I thought about the squirrel
months before.
Now we need to slow down and beware-
of creatures living in nature everywhere-
Lets look out for hurt ones
and show we care.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 14,2012
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Squirrel Died Today
A squirrel died today on the street,
I tried to save him but he was already beat.
Beaten down to the ground by a car,
going fast and going far,
hitting the squirrel who was squashed on the tar,
squirrel could barely walk for he had a scar.
Please slow down,
Speeding cars kill,
killing innocent animals that
live on the hill.
Stop for birds, ducks and squirrels too,
what if that was your kid-
Wouldn’t you feel blue?
Slow, slow down for there is animals
living all around,
they want to make it to their homes.
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Bless The Creatures
Now we come to this place and time
where we see everthing as divine.
Every creature living small and big-
is here with us to be conscious and live.
So bless the creatures you see here today
They are watching us no matter what we say.
Written by Christina Sunrise on May 11,2012
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Rain Or Shine?
I knew we needed rain last Monday night
so I prayed for rain within my mind.
Then it rained for 2 days or more-
I heard later no rain this week was in store.
I told a blond lady the next day—
she said think of sunshine with its ray.
Then a red haired lady
told me stop the rain or she will be mad—
I prayed -the rain stopped I was glad.
Even the tennis players are not sad—
for they can play their game
making it the best they ever had.
Even Easter was nice so the Easter bunnies
could hop over the grass.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 8,2012
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Two Souls Trapped
An elderly couple in their car
smashed into a wall
they didn't go very far.
Car was removed but their souls fought on
the wife yelled 'If you would of looked
are car would of moved and we would be gone.'
Psychic heard the fight for weeks on end
the couple never made it to heaven.
Until one day in this Vegas parking lot
the psychic never heard them and then she thought-
another psychic must of told them to go to the light
or if not they moved someone where else to have their fight.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 14,2012
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Forgiveness
Forgive someone means letting go
of baggage that gets in the way
it makes you see through clouded
glasses of a dingy grey.
Reliving sorrow of a past hurt
you keep the illusion alive
by digging in the dirt.
So cut the cord that binds you
to your foe
burn the cord and let it go.
Have them go away up in the air
see foe flying without a care.
So if you look at it from the stand
point of the soul—
you know you had to experience it
to learn and grow.
This by the way keeps your aura clean
your more conscious now
and can say what you mean.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 23,2012
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Work With Nature
Once we begin to use our 3rd eye
we will see fairies, elementals
for the first time.
We will work with them to help our
gardens grow
We will bless our water
and be conscious what we sow.
We will not use pesticides to
pollute the land
We will understand bugs
and how they fit in God's
divine plan.
All of nature will communicate
with use of telepathy
we will all work in harmony.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 14,2012
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Sitting In Church One Day
Sitting in church one day,
Churchgoer said something that
Blew me away.
He told a story about a neighbor
Crossing his boundary line.
“This is my yard,
don’t be such a retard.
For I have a gun,
I will be protected in
Heaven from everyone.”
Now, I thought to myself,
This guy needs help.
I don’t care what the
Churchgoers say,
I thought Jesus
said Pray,
Pray for one another,
not the other way.
Using guns to settIe the score,
escalating it into a war.
Can’t we think of other ways?
Guess people justify
their beliefs
backing it into
compartments so neat.
What’s the use,
you can’t defeat,
what people see.
Written by Christina Sunrise on March 18,2011
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Timing Is Everything
Maybe it is not time yet
for that job you had made a bet.
Maybe it's the planets in retrograde
maybe that is why you didn't get paid.
Maybe you still have to become more whole
timing is everything didn't you know.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 13,2012
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Your Book Of Love
Don’t tell me you’ love me,
or even I’m great,
especially on our second date.
I don’t care if it’s date twenty three,
if you are crazy don’t
ask to marry me.
I know you said it
is written in the stars,
that the psychic told you,
well her head is
on Mars.
In the end we couldn’t
even be friends,
because of your lying,
scheming which you
will never make amends.
So don’t pretend
Or try to defend
Your “Book of Love”
Has lost it’s bookends.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 7,2011
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Alignment With The Soul
We are beginning to see power as
the alignment of the personality with the soul
instead of the ability to manipulate and control with the personality's ego.
When your intentions come from your heart made of gold
you will not be operating out of the illusion, the drama, I'm told.
That is what Jesus did, he knew that they didn't know
so he could forgave them, for he saw their suffering of this world.
Written by Christina Sunrise on May 11,2012
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No Guns
In a highly evolved society they do not have guns
They do not shoot animals for sport or fun.
They do not watch movies where killing is the story
they do not have movies that are even gory.
They have no pain body so they do not inflict pain-
they do not come from ego, fear, greed for financial gain.
Now our planet has a long way to go—
will we ever live in the Golden age which we are told?
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 19,2012
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Trees Will Be Respected
In the Golden Age-
trees which have wisdom and light-
will be respected not cut down for our delight.
Homes will be built around them along with running streams
the energy of the area will be flowing and clean.
The Feng shui will be better for the planet
in every possible way.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 14,2012
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The Most Profound Part
It is not mind over matter anymore
it is soul over mind that lets you soar.
It is your essence is who you really are
you are very unique, a shining star.
Yes, the most profound part of you
transcends to heaven when you feel blue.
Things where set in motion before you where born
karma has to be experienced to take out the thorns.
When you experience a lesson that causes pain
heaven was testing you so you don't repeat it again.
Written by Christina Sunrise on July 4,2012
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Return To Unity
They took the Native Americans
land in the U S of A
wasn't there a better way?
Did America become more civilized
seems like we haven't changed.
The Earth is in dire straights—
Now we must go back to their way
the way the Native Americans
way of living and philosophy in their day.
They know the Rainbow children
are here now along with Crystals and Indigos
they will help restore the planet
with what they know.
If we don't listen to our children
we will reap what we sow.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 17,2012
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He Tells You He's A Player
Five days before my birthday I was sad as can be
I almost walked out the door
but I left something in the bathroom-
that's when I did see -something that didn't belong to me.
It belonged to another girl-it was a black bra—
I thought to myself -he doesn't care at all.
Thank God I didn't tell him it was my birthday week
I'm glad I kept it to myself and turned the other cheek.
He was too busy showing off and playing his own games
well I don't have time for stupid games I have to say.
When someone tells you that
"He is a Player"
You better take heed-
face reality and let your conscious take the lead.
Tread more carefully or End it right there—
this person is showing you they are truly not sincere.
Written by Christina Sunrise on March 11,2012
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No Horns & Sirens On Radio
Horns and sirens
don’t have a beat,
take them off the radio
and keep them on the street.
The radio is for songs
not for horns where on the
street it belongs.
So when I’m cruzing
down the street,
hearing a great beat,
hearing sirens makes
me scream.
I’m not trying to give
you grief,
I just want the radio
to sound sweet.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 11,2011
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Read My Palm
Try to read me if you can,
My life story changes on
The landscape of my hand.
Didn’t you know that the
Lines change all the time,
Depending on how you
live your life.
Now I was told years ago,
that I would travel a lot
and make money on the go.
a lot of money which
I would have come my way
Hollywood would set me up
in hotels I would stay.
Now new movie script
almost written and 2
Children’s books to create,
I have to finish before it’s too late.
Now time doesn’t run out on
the other side,
so I don’t have to worry
I should have it all done before I die.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 7,2011
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We Live Like Beggars
We live like beggars in
God’s kingdom of light,
we can’t see I so we
put up a fight,
a fight not to have
the whole pie,
until realize we can
reach for the skies,
because on the other side
they say we make our
wishes very small,
they say we can have
it big, we can have it all.
So living in world
of frozen thought,
we need help
to get everything we got.
we need help from guides
and angels too,
So look for help
and pray to them me
and you.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 17,2011
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Government Can't Solve
The government can't solve our spiritual problems
only we the people can
all we need to raise our consciousness
across this bountiful land.
Government can only make laws
for our society is not yet highly evolved.
We need to start this spiritual change at home-
raising children that are able to express freely
what is wrong.
Change our way of thinking about who we are,
We are not victims anymore
we are strong spiritual shining stars.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 14,2012
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Learn From Animals
Could you imagine
Animals starting wars,
ram-sacking the Earth,
barging down doors?
No, no I don’t think so,
Animals are loving
and help each other grow.
They stick in their pack
and only attack
when they need to survive
and be kept alive.
Only humans with the bigger brain,
play this stupid kind of game.
While nature goes on just the same
unless we make them extinct
through pollution, cruelty and being insane.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 14,2011
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