Cry For The Children
Cry for the children who can not cry,
who feel emptiness and sadness
deep inside.
Dare they cry out,
they will be beaten
without a doubt.
Now cry for these children
and for you,
if your inner child was frozen blue.
Cry for the world of misdirected pain,
which keeps repeating itself all over again.
On a world level we are all affected by this,
the needless
suffering has left
this planet a mess.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.9,2011
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Cry For The Children
Cry for the children who can not cry,
who feel emptiness and sadness
deep inside.
Dare they cry out,
they will be beaten
without a doubt.
Now cry for these
children and for you,
if your inner child was frozen blue.
Cry for the world of misdirected pain,
which keeps repeating itself all over again.
On a world level we are all affected by this,
the needless suffering
has left this planet a mess.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.9,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Help Indigos And Cyrstal Children
New children have incarnated here,
they are here to help the planet,
now let’s listen to them, time is near.
Why they are psychic and have
many answers to share,
Don’t think they have Attention Deficit Disorder
and put them on Ritalin drug because you fear.
I took care of many Crystals and Indigos,
they are spiritual children who need
honesty, understanding for they know.
Hopefully they don’t all become hopeless,
because we put them on drugs,
we will reap what we sow,
better to learn from them and help the planet grow.
Written By Christina Sunrise on December 12,2011
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Children will Save the Planet
Children will Save the Planet
a new world will come,
all children will have fun.
life will be happy and carefree,
children will bring light wait and see.
coming from a distant star,
Children bring knowledge
and know how,
to make us all “live out loud”.
Now appearances
are under disguise,
see it in the children’s eyes,
they will overcome,
all “forms” of ADD
and help set us free,
just you wait and see.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 3,2011
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Children Are Innocent
Children learn how to play games,
to survive and get our way
but there is got to be a better “way”.
For why should a child have
to “play” an adult to get it’s way?
We set it up like that thinking
we will turn them into a brat.
but that is not where it should be at.
That is not like Sri Amma Bhagavan’s school,
if most of the world only knew.
Now why can’t kid’s be free to
Experience everything?
Treat them like a Prince, a Queen
or a King?
We make up rules and
stupid laws,
to make us like cattle
just because.
We are afraid
we’ll lose control
control of a child?
I don’t think so.
Children are emotional beings
till at least eight,
why not let them “experience”
life and make them feel great?
They “play mind” games
like the adults do,
but they learn from us I believe that’s true.
We use the word “no”
as a form of control.
We don’t know any better,
we were taught the Planetary dream,
making a child feel guilty,
and then feel demeaned.
Now “no” can be changed
around to be a “yes”
now the child “feels” love
and feels like the best.
Now of course you wouldn’t
let your child do something
harmful that’s true,
but I’m talking about “Can
the child have the red book
over the one that’s “blue”.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 18,2011
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Teach Them Young
The shooting of Trayvon Martin is a symptom of
how conscious our culture is today.
We still have guns to keep our imagined
enemies at bay.
Who are our enemies if we are all one?
One God soul being scattered below the sun.
We should teach children when they are young
teach them acceptance, cooperation tolerance of
other cultures, show ways different culture have fun.
Have poor children be in a class where rich kids
help them out, teach them to walk in other shoes
in a world filled with hostility and doubt.
Have empathy for others and their plight
how to resolve misunderstandings without leading to a fight.
How will this world ever get passed the second grade
we are a planet that needs to evolve consciously if
we are to be a healed to even celebrate the Golden Age.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 17,2012
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I’m Divine
You yelled at me
and called me names,
that’s o.k. I’m still the same,
See I haven’t changed.
for I am divine,
and ageless through
the end of time.
So call me names till
your blue in the face,
I will have left
this planet
a better place,
and you might
be filled with disgrace.
Written on April 10,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Planet Of The Dolls
On the planet of the dolls,
Razel the puppet is not
wanted at all.
Razel replies with a evil grin,
“This is discrimination.
Just because I don’t
have stuffing
inside of me,
doesn’t make you more happy.
I am hollow without a doubt,
and I am proud when I shout.”
I’m the evilest puppet of all,
I would never want to be a doll! ”
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 21,2011
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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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Win Me Over
Ice is like a man’s ego,
fun and easy to crush,
now don't feel bad baby,
your not going to get your lunch.
Your heart is frozen just like ice,
so don’t tell me to be nice.
For I am not your Peggy Sue,
doing whatever you tell me to do.
No, I’m your “Christina Sunrise”,
whose your precious “star prize”.
You have to win me over and make me realize,
that your worth your wait in gold,
I just want you to know-
Winning my heart is a matter of time,
better get to know me so I can shine.
Written on 1/17/2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Why Can’t Love Be Blue?
Why can’t love be blue?
It’s already blue inside of you.
Sad for the chance you had,
disappearing like quicksand,
taken from my hand,
that I could of gave you,
like a feather so delicate
and light,
fading away like a star
in the night.
Written by Christina Sunrise on March 22,2011
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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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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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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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Balloon Of Whims
The balloon floats to the ceiling
the balloon bounces to the ground-
You are stuck in the middle
your emotions stir all around.
You can't run- you can't hide
from your feelings buried deep inside.
You just have to feel them through
even if they make you feel blue.
Then let them go up in the air
inside the balloon without a care.
This balloon of emotions has no whims
it will go anywhere it sees fit.
Miles up high balloon will fly
balloon cleansed of pain when you cried.
Written by Christina Sunrise on August 3,2012
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If The Planet Had No War
IF THE PLANET HAD NO WAR
Could you imagine
a planet with no war?
It’s been done before; along time ago
In the age of Atlantis,
“didn’t you know? ”
People’s heart
chakras where developed
and so was their 3rd eye,
Everyone was treated equal
Nobody would lie.
There was enough to go around,
For people wouldn’t let each other die.
Die of starvation or by a weapon made,
No, no weapons for killing in their day.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Aug.2,2011
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Denial
We live in a world of denial
we pretend nothing is wrong we keep our smiles.
but nothing can hold back the pain,
from driving us insane.
We don’t have to admit how we truly feel,
because then we have to admit it is real.
For it is easier to hold feelings inside,
then have admitted it hurts and cry.
For our inner child is very sad,
and we don’t believe we can hold her tight
with both hands.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on November 25,2011
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Pray For The People Across The Seas
Add to the collective
consciousness with
happiness and glee,
or add suffering and misery.
We have only 24 hrs in a day,
let’s take 10 minutes and pray,
Pray for the people across the seas,
they are suffering more than you and me.
for they might be headed for catastrophe.
Remember Freedom is not free.
Written by Christina Sunrise Feb.25,2011
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Spiritual Truths
We are not born in sin,
there is no hell of sadness and grim.
We are all equal women and man,
we are from other dimensions
we are not of this land.
We can find heaven inside,
we do not need a temple to worship to realize.
There is no angel who has fallen from God,
we have just forgot the source, we live in the Land of Nod.
Written By Christina Sunrise on November 23,2011
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Denying Innner Child
We live in a world of denial
where we try to keep back our smiles.
But nothing can hold back the pain
that is slowly driving us insane.
For if we can not admit how we feel
we would have to admit that it is real.
For it is easier to hold things in the inside
then admit we have a problem and
have to cry.
For our inner child is very sad
because we won't hold her tight
with both hands.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 20,2012
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Exit Points
A turn down the street,
a miss of a heart beat,
could be the last day
the last day
you breathe.
Exit points
we make with God
to leave this planet
Hopefully better off
than not.
Knowing we are
going to a place
Where we call home,
don’t worry ever
You won’t be alone.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 5,2011
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