Childrend Will Lead
Federal Reserve calls the shots,
printing fake money into our pots.
What this nation needs
is people to succeed,
Teach the knowledge of wealth
not print money backed by greed.
Teach children ideas on how to lead,
Lead our nation back to prosperity.
With the help of the Venus Project,
No one will be in neglect.
End all war, crime and greed,
rethink all living for humanity.
Written by Christina Sunrise on May 22,2011
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Evil Robot
You think I’m crazy,
maybe I’m not,
maybe it was my evil robot.
Yes, he was programmed to do the deed,
he’s filled with spite
he’s filled with greed.
Greed to succeed,
to make me lead.
I programmed him I do confess,
he will do like all the rest.
Take over my plan that I do best.
controlling minds of humans
for I’ve experimented and I did test.
I will reign once again,
in this realm of fairy land.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 12,2011
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Why Do We Use Oil Still?
If a spaceship landed on Earth, do you think it used gas?
It would never had made it here, it wouldn’t have a chance.
Why are we still using this old technology?
Because no money in batteries?
For using oil still is all about greed,
that is why we go to war,
but we hide the fact which can’t be ignored.
So the planet gets more polluted with this greasy stuff,
the air is polluted, we breathe it in our lungs.
But that’s o.k. if the few at the top,
get rich why the whole planet suffers a lot,
while they are still stuffing their golden pots.
But luckily consciousness of species still goes on,
even if they kill the wildlife, plant life in this dimension.
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 28,2011
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Money For Life
Stand now with the understanding,
You need money for life.
Much money. Less money.
Money for living, or money for greed.
Money for greed, destroys
The beauty of the soul.
Money for living,
A cherished journey of life.
Get your act together,
Use money the right way,
Give of some to those in need.
Money for life, used right,
A treasure to the souls of humanity.
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These Corporate Crims
These corporate crims are no longer quite rare
And plenty of them in the big World out there
But of the Universal Consciousness so little we know
In karma 'tis true that we reap what we sow.
These super rich crims to themselves may drink a toast
But for their crimes 'tis the have nots who do suffer the most
The more money they have the more they seem to need
And many must grow poorer because of their greed.
They do not spare one thought for those in poverty
And they lack in compassion and in empathy
Their greed for more money it leads them to crime
And far better than them are in jail serving time.
To the laws of fair trade respect they do not pay
But we reap what we sow that is the karmic way
Their great lust for money to crime them does lead
But others must suffer because of their greed.
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Cherokee Nation Will Return
This nation is in the process of reunification
people living together across the nation,
From the market crash of 2008,
families and friends are coming
together as of late.
Now we can once again be
like the Native American Tribes,
and keep this planet not only
surviving but thriving with wonderful life.
Like the indegeonus people treat their
Elderly with respect,
They have knowledge wisdom and
They will help us not forget,
family stories from not so distant past,
elderly can pass this on to the grand children
and make it last.
Like the song “Cherokee Nation Will Return”
this time we must finally learn,
learn to remember who we really are,
We’ve have come to this place once before
but now in this recorded
time of His/her story,
we can do amazing things in God’s great glory.
Written on July 30th by Christina Sunrise
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Ugo Print
On Lake Avenue, there is a business owner named Que.
He owns Ugo Print and he has a great crew.
His crew develops, creates and makes a new
your brochures, business cards and letterhead too.
Ugo Print took my artwork and enlarged it for a fair price,
better then Fed Ex, and staff is really nice.
Business cards of mine where printed with a great format,
Ugo Print made it great I can vouch for that.
Embroidery and screen printing Ugo does as well,
they are a full range printing company that does sell,
sell direct mail that makes your business boom,
print with Que who is exceptional and his employees too.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 8,2011
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Jack The Sailor
Jack I met dancing,
he was a great lead,
He also taught me how to Salsa
he wanted to make me succeed.
he had a Jack Russell who was really sweet.
Now Jack was a sailor on the lakes,
the lakes in MN make no mistake.
Now I hadn’t seen Jack for sometime,
He called out “Melodie” and I knew
he was an old friend of mine.
He had a dance party at his apartment in Minneapolis,
friends where dressed up looking fabulous.
Now Jack wants to sail around the world,
I hope he does and meets his dream girl.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on October 5,2011
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Passing The Knowledge
The children in the old days
they had no books to read
to tell them of the dangers
of power, wealth and greed
Children only had the knowledge
Which was passed on down the line
To help them make decisions
and educate their minds
To teach them of a wisdom
Which very few have known
To watch over and protect them
Until the day they're fully grown
To help them find the courage
And beliefs in which to share
with others who are truthful
and those who really care
In hopes that maybe someday
that they may pass along
this knowledge to their children
and teach them right from wrong....
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Originality
I may fall,
but I will always get back up,
Nothing in this world can stop me
from getting back on top.
For we are all are at the top of our own game,
No two people are alike or even the same.
We all original and create likewise,
No duplications in God’s world,
nothings under disguise.
Everyone is unique and totally great,
We create Who We Are every single day.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on October 5,2011
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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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Save The Oceans And Save The Seas
Oil and water do not mix,
this oil slick has no quick fix.
The dark black goo not only affects me and you,
but SEA LIFE in our OCEANS too.
We must STAND UP for all LIFE under the SEA,
or there won’t be any left in our ECOLOGY.
Save the OCEANS and save the SEAS,
or the SEA CREATURES have no DESTINY.
This oil mess was made by greed,
we must take the LEAD
in cleaning up the GULFSTREAM.
We must STAND TOGETHER all of as ONE,
as one people UNITED under the SUN.
This is our PLANET that we all SHARE,
with other LIVING creatures
WHO need our LOVE and CARE.
We must pray for the sea’s mammals, fishes and BIRDS too.
We must all PRAY TOGETHER me and YOU.
Save the OCEANS and save the SEAS,
for the SEA CREATURES to have a DESTINY.
Written By Sue Chevalier for Christina Sunrise and her websites
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Secret House
There’s a house on street with a K,
it’s beautiful during the day.
House in city with words Worth and Lake,
it’s east of Dixie make no mistake.
Kidney shaped pool out back,
fenced in yard with mango trees with birds that go yack.
A tiki bar in the left corner behind the pool,
people party there, have fun on the stools.
Now 2 bedroom to left of living room,
then there’s kitchen to right brand new.
Great family room to the right,
really large and spacious, can have fun at night.
Now comes with a washer and dryer all for price of $1,400.00.
Owner should negotiate, or might go under.
Check out Option to Buy, it might go fast, that’s no lie,
To help you save time and gas,
I will give you number so you can act fast.
561-222-2222 is the number to call, do it today-get on the ball.
Say you saw sign in W Palm Beach,
owner will give you directions, won’t preach.
Hurry, couple coming today, they might take it away.
Don’t tell them I sent you, for secret surprise might come true.
Written by Christina Sunrise on May 27,2011
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How Long Can We Ride This Crazy Bus?
Put your nuclear reactors
and power plants on Mars,
Mars was ruined from all
of the wars.
Wars we had way
in the past..
Look at Planet Earth
do we have a chance?
Think of the future
and not of the greed
Today,
Maybe we might live
and be able to say,
We did this for our children,
and for us,
How long can we ride this
Dangerous crazy bus?
Written on March 15,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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How Long Can We Ride This Crazy Bus?
Put your nuclear reactors
and power plants on Mars,
Mars was ruined from all
of the wars.
Wars we had way
in the past..
Look at Planet Earth
do we have a chance?
Think of the future
and not of the greed
Today,
Maybe we might live
and be able to say,
We did this for our children,
and for us,
How long can we ride this
Dangerous crazy bus?
Written on March 15,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Economic Storm Clouds
Darkness in the country looms, as others see economic booms,
Prospering far above our pace, as this country slips from grace.
Many hearts gripped with fears, as an economic darkness nears,
Indifferent to a growing trend, of what may be this county’s end.
But, knowing something’s wrong, in a land thought to be strong,
Prices go up, as our morals slide, facts which cannot be denied.
Fear along with anxiety grows, as seeds of greed a nation sows,
Not concerned where it will lead, unleashing a tide of utter greed.
What they sow, we must reap, and now that climb is awful steep,
As the cost of living far exceeds, man’s ability to care for needs,
Forget that thought of prosperity, a dream most of us won’t see,
As we head for that slippery slope, most will find it hard to cope,
For as a nation we pushed aside, the Truth in which we did abide.
Now with God’s Grace far behind, many men are spiritually blind,
Forgetting all our former days, as God received a nation’s praise,
When building the nation on integrity, across the land, sea to sea.
Now the nation begins to quake, as The Lord God, many forsake,
As the storms begins to rumble, our foundation starts to crumble,
Brought on from greed and lust, another foundation turns to dust,
As a land many now call home, becomes in history another Rome.
(Copyright ©06/2008)
When women ruled the planet
When women ruled the planet a long time ago,
Emotions where expressed easily, not like now.
Men protected children and hunted during the day,
the helped move heavy objects that got in the way.
Now soon, the myth about God being a man
would come in,
even the Devil who was all sin.
Cultural myths would make God almighty
and to be feared,
that how people are taught and reared.
Conversations with God which is a great book,
you can read all about this topic when you have a look.
Written by Christina Sunrise on August 25,2011
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If Jesus Came Back
If Jesus came back,
Would we be ready for him?
Would we even recognize him?
Would we even listen to him?
Would we learn from him?
Would we admire him?
Would we emulate him?
Would we worship him?
Or would we kill him all over again?
These questions I ask you my friend,
for Jesus was here to teach us we are all One
We came together for expressing God who is in everything and everyone.
Simple is the message but we are starting to get it now,
maybe we won’t need preachers yelling and having a cow.
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 12,2011
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WHO WILL TEACH THE CHILDREN? (rated 24)
Who will teach our children?
Who will teach our children? I speak not
of the lessons of school, but those of
life, living and those of God.
Who will teach our children, that in
war no one wins and all humanity loses
a part of who we are.
Who will teach our children, that God,
morality, honesty, love and respect are
the coner stones of the civilized world.
Without them, mankind will crumble and
disappeared forever more.
Who will teach our children of compassion
for their fellow man and respect for anothers
God, or color or creed?
Who will teach our children, all these things
and more?
The answer is whispered in your love...beating
in your heart....and echoed in your soul.
Who will teach our children? ...It must be you.
Who Will Teach The Children?
Who will teach our children?
Who will teach our children? I speak not
of the lessons of school, but those of
life, living and those of God.
Who will teach our children, that in
war no one wins and all humanity loses
a part of who we are.
Who will teach our children, that God,
morality, honesty, love and respect are
the coner stones of the civilized world.
Without them, mankind will crumble and
disappeared forever more.
Who will teach our children of compassion
for their fellow man and respect for anothers
God, or color or creed?
Who will teach our children, all these things
and more?
The answer is whispered in your love...beating
in your heart....and echoed in your soul.
Who will teach our children? ...It must be you.
What Of The Children?
Who will teach our children?
Who will teach our children? I speak not
of the lessons of school, but those of
life, living and those of God.
Who will teach our children, that in
war no one wins and all humanity loses
a part of who we are.
Who will teach our children, that God,
morality, honesty, love and respect are
the coner stones of the civilized world.
Without them, mankind will crumble and
disappeared forever more.
Who will teach our children of compassion
for their fellow man and respect for anothers
God, or color or creed?
Who will teach our children, all these things
and more?
The answer is whispered in your love...beating
in your heart....and echoed in your soul.
Who will teach our children? ...It must be you.