Some Souls Lie
Each soul has a shiny bright light
some souls are dimmer with different colors
for clariavont to see just right.
If your aura is grey
clairvoyant knows you lying
no matter what you say.
Wouldn't it be nice if
we had a device
that let you know
when someone was trying to snow—
snow you into believing a lie
but you can feel it in your gut—
which you can't deny.
Written by Christina Sunrise on June 27,2012
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Germ Warfare
With the coming of Golden Age
germwarfare will come with a rage.
With more streams of light
more viruses that will be hard for man to put up fight.
Listen to Guides and Healers who lead the way
they can heal and save the day.
For now it is a Spiritual path
that will heal destruction in aftermath.
So stay focused and see the signs
For in the end you will shine.
Written by Christina Sunrise on November 14,2012
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Puppitlady With An “I”
There is a lady named Puppitlady
with an I,
yes, it does rhyme with stye.
Now you can google it
to see if it’s true,
She has a puppit named
Razel who turns people blue.
Don’t forget Melodie the doll,
she is the smallest but brightest of them all.
Majesty mermaid and Sarah Star
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Stranger In This Town
Stranger in this Town
I have the guitar pic for “Stranger in this Town”,
by Richie Sambora who is a cowboy not a clown.
I got it from Rich who hung around
Richie in a New Jersey town.
Anyways, buy Richie’s Cd, on amzon,
Buy or CD baby play it all night long,
and also do remember this song—
'Runaway' which is my favorite,
that is what made Bon Jovi famous.
Written by Christina Sunrise on March 30,2011
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Bless The Planet
Bless the planet through Jesus's love
Jesus sends his love from up above.
Jesus came so we would suffer no more-
so opening your heart's door
receive Jesus's love to spread
send your light to people instead
a happy smile to people on the street-
it will make people happy and upbeat.
Jesus's love is what has to prevail
to bring us salvation
from our suffering selves.
Written by Christina Sunrise on July 9,2012
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Life Moves On
AVAILABLE is the sign I see,
is this a sign from you to me?
No, I guess
for you haven’t
showed your face,
like you are out
in outerspace.
That’s o.k. I will just move on,
it wasn’t meant to last very long.
Time will be on my side,
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Sunrise Sign Missing
Now I used to live on the Avenue
named Sunrise-
The avenue's sign has gone missing
which is a surprise.
Only the people who already
know of this street—
can find their way to it
without a map of it on a sheet.
Is this sign a trophy on a wall somewhere?
Is this a sign that the street itself is invisible
to the sun's glare?
Sunrise is still the street I used to live—
it is the last name to my poet's alias.
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Crime Is A Spiritual Problem
If we go back in time
with all of our past lives-
we will find the answer to why
we have committed a crime.
Also if we heal our energy field with hands
we can go in and remove
heal all that is stored there
more so then we can understand.
Doing so we heal the physical body in return
this is something I will do and learn.
Written by Christina Sunrise on October 26,2012
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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,
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Born in 1966
Born in the year 1966,
It was a hippy society
with hippies and chicks.
Now if I add my birth
numbers up minus the one,
I’m pretty sure that’s how it’s done.
Anyways, it comes to the number 44,
They say it stands for Atlantis
in it’s ancient forklore.
Now I was around during Atlantis time,
I had to die for committing no crime.
I probably wrote a “peeve” poem
making a political statement that rhymed.
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