The "Insane" Game

The "Insane" Game

copyright Sharon Rose Poet

That "insane" label they tacked on me

Was not an opinion of what they see.

Its what they say, in order to hide

How cruel they were and how they lied.

I was the one who carried a Light

Into their darkest, evil night.

And I am the one they blame

In the dark "insane" Game.

The Axe

copyright Sharon Rose Poet

I walked around with an axe in my back

Stumbling to safety on the wrong track.

None of them knew and none could see

Who owns the axe that makes me bleed.

They expected me to just leave it there

And silently continue without care.

I'm sorry. I couldn't.

I was slandered by the hateful jealousy in my sisters who manipulated my whole family into losing trust in me. Its been a horribly painful attack that still hurts incredibly.

A Sad Christmas Morning

Its a painfilled Christmas morning, as I think of my children and the core of what tore us apart. I wish we were together and still sharing the love we had for each other. 

Unbreakable Love

Copyright Sharon Rose Poet

They disguised hate in "help" -

While pretending to be kind.

And my sweet, naive children

Were too unaware and blind.

The hurt inflicted upon them

Is just so indescribably sad.

They had deeply needed their

Trust in the mother they had.

But our love for each other

Still lives on and on and on.

It was far too strong

to ever really be gone.

My Charlie Brown Christmas Tree

 

I have never cared for the commercial Christmas and have always felt that it should be more about the Love Jesus came to teach us. I'll be lighting my usual prayer candle, with a prayer for FREEDOM and the LOVE that attaining it will enable. Deep in the HEART of Christmas there is LOVE.

Is There Really a Rising Sun?

Is There Really a Rising Sun?

copyright Sharon Rose Poet with all rights reserved

How do I survive hateful rain?

What do I do with this pain?

Each time a bit of it escapes

More takes its sorry place.

What do I do with this wisdom

And all the lost hope and years?

How do I retrieve what's been lost?

How much does a child's heart cost?

Is it possible? Can it be done?

Is there really a rising sun?

   I'm feeling very sad today. Lot of tears flowing. This round of sadness started setting in yesterday after I heard another aim to coerce and threaten us into being vaccinated even though we feel unsafe and uncomfortable with the vaccines and even though there are safe natural alternatives. I do not trust or feel comfortable with ANY sort of forced pharmaceutical.
  Prior to covid, I have felt that humanity has been undergoing a pharmaceutical and radio wave holocaust, which has been intentionally harming and enslaving masses of people. This, along with the parasite targeting, are the core parts of the evil targeting of humanity. In my oldest writings I have called it a Technological Holocaust and have focused a lot on the pharmaceutical and mind control aspect of it, because its the worse part due to how it blocks the heart of humanity - blocks feelings, instincts, intuition, spirituality and personal growth. 

   Many of the brain and feeling and instinct numbing pharmaceuticals have been being pushed upon humanity in multiple ways, including being forced into people through water contamination and "medicine" for a large variety of common "illnesses."  Many people had sensed something wrong and started avoiding pharmaceuticals and filtering water with charcoal long before covid and the vaccine arrived, which I think may actually be why covid and it's forced vaccine arrived.

  I don't like sharing suspicions, but this is one that MUST be investigated. Any sort of forced pharmaceutical raises red flags for me, no matter what it is for. A drugged humanity is an enslaved humanity and far too much of this has already taken place. The damage must be stopped and reversed.

The HEART of humanity must be restored and kept alive and well, in order to for there to be Peace and Love in our world.

Most of my old writings are in my books; www.poeticpublications.com

What About You?

What About You?

copyright Sharon Rose Poet with all rights reserved

 (Inspired by Michael Jackson's Earth Song and my own similar feelings and experiences.)

Did he keep searching and waiting for the promised rising sun - 

 The one that never really planned to show up for anyone?

I've been there and felt it. Its like a knife in my heart,

Ripping and twisting and ripping until hope's all torn apart.

He said, "What about the common man - can't we set them free?"

Oh, my heart cries for us. Can it ever even come to be?

"What about us," he cried over and over and over again.

My heart cries too; what more can we say? What can we do?

What about every child, every animal, every woman and man?

Do you know? Can you feel it? Can you even "give a damn?"

What about you? Can your Heart see? Are you even really free?

What will happen to our world? Who will save humanity,

After all our songs and poems and gut wrenching tears

Have fallen dead upon the drugged and deafened ears?

Is there anyone else who has anything they can do?

What about Love? What about Freedom? What about you?

Michael Jackson's Earth Song https://youtu.be/XAi3VTSdTxU and his "Free Willy" song had deeply touched my heart long before I cognitively knew that we are not free. https://youtu.be/_dE4YrrAAGk

Heart of Christmas

I hope you feel the HEART of Christmas.

Let's Let it Be

What if the heart of humanity were free to love - what if it were not blocked with the suppression of feelings, numbing pharmaceuticals and radio waves? Humanity would heal and genuine Peace and Love would spread. Even Nature would be gentled. Let's let it be.

What if targeted people and families were set free and were made aware of the evil targeting. All types of victims would have the understanding they need for healing to take place. Let's let it be.

If only we were all aware and free to care.

Estranged Loved Ones

Estranged Loved Ones

You are treasures
I hold in my heart
Where nothing outside us
Can keep us apart.