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Friend And Hero To Many

A friend who accomplished

a lot in his time

went to heaven

I pray that he is fine.

He was a cartoonist, Olympic wrestler

and High school teacher too,

He had a daughter

who I pray for

she is very sad and blue.

He used to call me

Suzaria with

emphasis on Sue,

He seemed like a loner,

but could be a friend to you.

I will make a

Cartoon Character of him for

he had many qualities

to admire,

his students will

look up to him

and hope to emulate

and aspire.

Even in the end

He never lost his fire.

Written by Christina Sunrise on April 5,2011

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Rami The Hero

A friend who accomplished a lot in his time
went to heaven I pray that he's fine.
He was a cartoonist, Olympic wrestler
and High school teacher too,
He had a daughter who I pray for,
for she is very sad and blue.
Rami used to call me Suzaria
with emphasis on Sue
He seemed like a loner-
but He could be a friend to you.
I will make a Cartoon Character of him;
for he had many qualities to admire,
his students will look up to him
and hope to emulate and aspire.
Even in the end he had a lot of desire,
to live his life with his passion for his
enthusiasm would never tire.

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Rami The Hero

Rami a friend who accomplished
a lot in his time went to heaven I pray that he's fine.
Rami was a cartoonist, Olympic wrestler
and High school teacher, just to name a few.
His daughter Rachel who I pray for-
and loving wishes to her baby Rylie Vega Ray
Rami-Rachel misses You-
for You were a Great Father who
was a generous Dad too.
Rami was a fellow cartoonist
that illustrated a cartoon book—
He had many talents no matter where he looked.
Rami used to call me Suzaria
with emphasis on Sue-
He seemed like a loner-
but He could be a friend to you.
I will draw a Cartoon Character of him
for he had many qualities to admire-
his students will look up to him
and hope to emulate and aspire.
Even in the end Rami had a lot of desire
to live his life with his passion for his-
Enthusiasm would never tire.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 5,2011

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Lost Poems

When I was a child about the age of 5,
I wrote a ton of poems late at night,
I gave them to my school teacher
who thought they were great,
but I never did see them again to this date.
My mom tells me I became despairingly mad,
then I became really sad,
which then made me cry and cry,
so to make up for lost time,
and also before I lose my mind,
I write Purple Poems that really do rhyme.
That my friend is what you will find,
when reading Purple Poems from Christina Sunrise.

Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.6,2011

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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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Lost Poems

When I was a child about the age of 5,

I wrote a ton of poems late at night,

I gave them to my school teacher

who thought they were great,

but I never did see them again to this date.

My mom tells me I became despairingly mad,

then I became really sad,

which then made me cry and cry,

so to make up for lost time,

and also before I lose my mind,

I write Purple Poems that really do rhyme.

That my friend is what you will find,

when reading Purple Poems from Christina Sunrise.

Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.6,2011

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Enjoy Your Life

Enjoy your life in this time,
while you are stilling doing fine.
Once we take our last breath,
our physical existence turns towards death.
Are really gone at all?
No, we are on the other side having a ball.
Life goes on and on and on.

Written by Christina Sunrise on August 21,2011
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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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Are You Nuts?

You can lie to Sherry
and everyone else,
but remember you
have to live with yourself.

You think I was born yesterday?
That I can't figure you out
with the B.S. you say.
B.S. you say to the cops,

what a drama boy who has no chops.
Now fences break from a lot of weight,
for knocking over my plants you sealed your fate

Saying your sorry to the Plant Kingdom is at hand
for what you do to it, you do to the land.

Written by Christina Sunrise on April 30,2011
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In The End

In the end

I find out whose my

True friend.

For they can't

Pretend

To be—

Something other

then real to me.

They consider

how I would feel,

and not lie, or steal.

For I will always find out

without a doubt.

They are not real friend,

when all I see

is jealousy,

or stupidity of my things,

and my feelings that are dear to me.

Written on April 22,2011 by Christina Sunrise

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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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Save The Oak Trees

When you touch paper you touch a tree.
You pray for the trees from which paper come to thee.
Trees store light and wisdom in which they can share,
the make you cool by giving you shade.
You shop down a tree you should pray.
Pray for the Oak trees not to but cut down
cut down sad to the ground.
For Oak trees are very tired now-
they need to be appreciated somehow.
Appreciate Oak trees qualities of strength.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Mach 11,2012

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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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Better Than Sunshine

Thoughts of you

are better than sunshine,

and sweeter than

cherry wine.

If I want to be happy

I think of you

in my mind,

then I feel fine.

Memories is

all that will be,

once we are

gone—you & me.

That’s once we are gone,

gone to the other side,

where everything is

just Divine.

So let’s make a memorie

that brings only smiles,

for they are better to

remember all the while.

Written on April 10.2011 by Christina Sunrise

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Planet On Fire

We are under the wire,

the planet is on fire.

Not only is the Earth’s core,

but surface at the shore.

Little do people know,

that the fire can

get out of control,

that they can go,

Disappear from here.

fire burning

for almost 50 years.

It’s in Pennsyvania the state,

Did you know the past fate?

The fire started

around the year 1962,

that’s when it started,

I believe to be true.

It’s coal under the ground.

that is where it is to be found.

Now google it today

and you will see the fire

is here to stay.

Unless we use clay

The resistant barrier in

which they made

then turned

into a mistake.

The barrier was partly

Incomplete,

making the fire continue

with more heat.

Now pray for mother Earth,

and for her new rebirth.

Pray for her in a good way,

with thoughts to keep us safe.

Written on Christina Sunrise on March 18,2011

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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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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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Teenage Runaway

TEENAGE RUNAWAY
I get a call on my home phone,

It is Mary asking me to come along.

She says to meet her

at the bowling alley,

She’s pregnant and really needs me.

I hop on a bus with bag for one,

not realizing my adventure had just begun.

We stayed in an abandoned

building that very night,

We went through the

broken window with all our might.

Now the very next day,

We go shoplifting

at grocery store and Tarjay.

That’s French for Target if you didn’t know

now I digress, let’s move once more.

Time goes on and things come to an end,

I have to go home and leave my best friend.

It was worth it all the while,

Helping a friend who would

one day have a child.

She had her baby in the fall,

I came to the hospital when she did call.

Baby was so cute, as can be,

She was the first child of my friend Mary.

Helping Mary I never did regret,

As a true friend my loyalty was met.

Written on Feb.21,2011 by Christina Sunrise

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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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Hopes On Dopes

Making wishes,

getting up your hopes,

you realize you wasted

your time and he is a dope.

A dope in the sense of the word,

that he might do drugs, he might do her.

Not knowing what he really claims to say,

it always ends up his own way.

You realize you are the fool,

they never taught you this at school.

Just be thankful you got out when you did,

thank God you two never had kids.

Written on April 13,2011 by Christina Sunrise

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How Have You Been?

Dave and Gene how have you been?
Are you guys now the best of friends?
I remember when you both would fight.
I was there to make it right.
Now I can only pray at night,
that both of you passed
on with peace, not fright.
So sad it had come true,
I wished the best for both of you.
Now I think I found a cure,
I could of healed you both

if you were still here.

Here with Razel & Melodie,
laughing with happy tears of glee.

Written on Feb.4,2011 by Christina Sunrise

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