God, I Wonder

by Ina M. Easter

Overview

Are you looking for a message from God? Perhaps youre experiencing a difficult time in your life right now. Perhaps youre going through trials and tests that dont seem deserved, and it is hard to understand why you are seemingly being attacked by a greater power. You wonder: Am I being punished? What did I do to deserve all this? God, I Wonder is a powerful collection of poems and essays, written by a woman who has suffered her own trials and tribulations. Ina Easter struggled through poverty, unemployment, and numbing fear, until she found the strength to lift her spirit and open her heart to love, hope, and faith. You can, too. Read along through Inas realization of Gods blessing in God is Mines; her thankfulness toward God in My Life Aint So Bump; and her praise of Gods wonderful creation in poems like Hummingbird and Red Robin. In a world filled with darkness and violencedrugs and gunsGod, I Wonder is a light in the night. Clear your mind and open your heart to the glory of God today.

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9781450266635
Publisher:	iUniverse, Incorporated
Publication date:	03/21/2011
Sold by:	Barnes & Noble
Format:	eBook
Pages:	132
File size:	2 MB

About the Author

Ina M. Easter has overcome failure, poverty, and even fear to put her feelings and lessons learned into tangible form within the pages of God, I Wonder.

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God, I Wonder

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By Ina M. Easter

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Chapter One

          A View of Peace

    Yesterday it rain
    But today I write
    Or type into the words
    A upon the empty lines
    I see something that
    Appears so wonderful
    To me. Something I
    Had't had the change
    To tell but today will
    Makeup for yesterday
    I lose the true color
    as the sun reflected
    back and reminded
    me who is queen
    Then the color of the
    World that was hidden
    Came out onto the
    Trees top and falling
    Leaves that cover the
    Ground of green and
    Made it appeared
    To be gold just before
    Me my fingers want
    To grab and touch but
    The soft wind blown
    Against my coat and
    Taken my eyes into
    Far away place into
    The open land where
    Wild horses ran loosed
    Into a pasture and old
    Wheel barrel stood
    As displace into the yard
    And a road of quietness turn
    Into a wooden fence
    Ran around
    The area of the
    Land to nowhere
    That I couldn't
    Imaging or ever
    Could say I been
    I found this to
    Be the most
    Peaceful view
    After taken off my
    Shoes and place
    Them into this body of water,
    This claim lake.


          Ain't Did Nothing

    Who blame me?
    I ain't did nothing
    Nothing, at all ...
    I'm just been sitting
    Quietly and someone
    Said, "She the one!"
    But, I ain't did nothing....
    Nothing, don't even known me,
    And he don't even want no part of me,
    Because I never cross his path or
    Promise anything that I don't have
    To give to nothing, that don't want no life to live
    Don't bother me


           I Am, Me!

    No need to look into
    Those books, or magazines
    To find me,
    I am, Me!
    I am, not going put
    On all that monkey's oil
    Plan no plastic surgery
    To change
    No hair-piece, sew-in, are wear
    woven-in-braided from human's hair,
    Glued, wig or lock-in human hairs
    Put on those painted pretty press –on
    Nails, and wear those hand maded clothing
    Costless colorful necklace
    Of woven wooden bead
    Or silver or golden link
    Chain,
    Slip on those mountain millionaire
    Heels shoes
    That make me stand so high
    And so tall
    Turning my Sundays best
    Into junk clothing a bag or rags or less
    Where people look at me and
    As I walk into this unknown town
    I want look out into this world
    And walk with my head-up high
    Not worry if it's O.K. to walk
    Or pass this way because My-
    Self-esteem may be low,
    To low to have you look at,
    Or unfold....


          Old

    Did I turn,
    Or haven't I not yet learn
    The style, of today
    No way!
    They said, "I am old!"
    I just don't have it,
    I can't keep up
    I'm losing my step
    Just beneath
    I try to look away
    And show them
    They are wrong
    I'm not old
    I still could move
    And perform as you,
    Youngsters step
    Into my move and
    We'll see what
    You all can do
    I'm just moving,
    Into my own steps
    And following my
    Own beat or tune


           Do the World Cry?

    I know, the world have eyes,
    But doesn't the world cry?

    Does the world feel my pain?
    When I hurting over and over again ...

    I know, the world have eyes
    For once I see the world
    Turn the ice into tears, they cry
    When the pain
    Turn over inside of us all again,
    When we all live then later, we die....


            God Is Mines

    I can't stop being excited about the way
    Thing are going for me
    I can't stop understand how wonderful
    And blessing God has been to me.
    I can't tell you the things that may make
    Me cry to know how strongly
    Jesus was on my side
    I can't understand why
    But I do wonder from day- to- day,
    How come Jesus being so good to me
    I can't understand why my devilish way
    Don't scare him away
    I can't understand
    And may not never will
    Why God
    Just want to
    Keep me close and
    Hold me so near....


            God I Wonder....?

    God I wonder.....?
    Are you upset with me?
    Are you please or disappointed in me?
    Am I doing enough or not enough for you?
    Can you understand me?
    Do you understand me, Lord?
    When I'm down and depressed
    Or in need or sleep or little
    Rest after long day
    Lord, I could not be you
    Or do your work as well
    I'm not strong enough
    Or faithful enough or caring
    And loving as you


            God Cry and I Pray

    God sat to the corner of Heaven it
    Seem as he was thinking thing over
    I looked again, and I seen the tears that
    Warm the earth's heart as it came
    Down from his very eyes. I sat and
    Looking but never could believe until I
    Seen my Lord crying to Himself ... It touch me
    What I have done? or what could I do to help
    The greatest spirit of love of them all
    Wipe up his tears I knee and say,
    Thank you, Father for this day O my Lord
    How I pray for all you have given
    To me on this day. Thank you for giving
    Me the strength to awake the ability
    To go on the knowledge the understanding
    The love protection of my children, family
    And friend and the whole world as we began
    This day a new and bless us as well into the
    Ending of the night from all
    Harm evilness and things of unrighteness, we
    Love you Lord always forever and first you will
    Remain our everything, as we carry around
    This day...so the Lord look down on me
    And smile as the tears he cried vanish
    Away with brighten of light onto this day


           Ladies Of Slaves

    TO,
    Ladies of slaves
    Slaves of slaves
    Slaves of the free ladies

    Those, who got whipped
    By the whip of whip makers
    Wipe our eyes
    Open up your eyes
    Open up wide
    Don't look away
    Don't turn away
    Don't you close your eyes yet
    Can you see?
    Do you believe?
    Can't you believe?
    The worst is not
    The whip that
    Lanch onto the board
    Of your souls but the
    Nails that wasn't pull out before the roots
    Has gotten to old and hard
    And gray like the nails
    That maded their souls
    Stood so long before it
    Began to turn, wave in
    Lend or bend into just
    Above the earth but
    Slowly, slowly, & slowly die

    The ladies of the slaves
    Slaves of slaves
    Slave of free ladies
    Today
    Take your roots
    Take your branches
    Cut them
    Look into
    Look above
    Look around
    Don't stop
    Don't forget
    Don't be afraid
    Open up
    Speak
    Write
    Talk
    March
    Set into life
    And live
    Don't stop
    Live
    Don't stop
    Remember
    To march, walk, into life step by step
    Open the doors!
    Any door! Look, up; be proud......
    (To be a root), a powerful root- a strong root
    Of a lady, who use to be a slave
    But now we live
    With hope that tomorrow
    Will be O.K.
    Now we vote
    For our true dreams, as we live and be proud,
    Of the ladies that give us the wisdom to live
    Our life so real and free


            My Life Ain't So Bump

    Lord
          I could almost cry,
    To see my work of poetry
    Turn into a book, into life,
    I try to overcome and change
    Things that are so wonderful, uplifting
    Impressing to other folks.
    They all look at the cover of my book
    And walk on by
    There's not a page they
    want to read about
    Me, my life ain't been so
    Bump or bounce or
    Even jumping everyday
    Stand and reflect by
    On just the same thing
    Day after day
    Lord,
          I asking for a new change
    Of great wondering things to make me proud to sing
    Truly how beatiful life have been to me


    Stress

    Somehow stress came inside
    He really thought he caught me by surprise
    I allow him to walk into my soul
    He walk up down you know
    Wondering what was wrong and what was right
    But I think I know he didn't care if I hurted
    He had my life turn, it upside down
    My heart no longer feeling the time of need
    To be here for life as you can see
    He walk and wip my soul into pain
    Lord, I am nervous and fill with shame
    How I live like this
    When you give me two fists to fight off my
    Weakness in life
    God, please come back and turn thing around
    Before my life is no long found
    On these ground on earth
    Who would be standing in hurt
    I sometime wondering inside
    I have many tears to cry
    Many stories to finish up and tell
    I won't lie
    I am in pain
    As the blood runs down my viens
    And my heart get to beat life into me
    I known I was given another change to live
    And be strong for God and me


            I Just Want To Smile

    Somehow, I see how people may hurt,
    Live with pain broadcast on by other folks

    How they go on after being call all type
    Of foolish names.

    I know the walk
    But I can't talk

    They print pages into my face,
    When they look and
    Stair at me as if they seen
    Some type of ghost.

    I cry like a baby and lower my head
    Into my breast
    I have no more hope I feel less

    Of the image that God maded
    I park my soul into the shade
    And ask the light of day to beam
    Another way

    How come I looked so poor and ugly
    But someone from nowhere
    Said I like your smile it warm and true
    I turn over and look and peek
    At the sun
    Try my best to be her friend again
    So as she let her ray onto the earth
    I turn and look up
    At her and smile away


           Jesus Is Everything

    The world is beautiful
    This, I know;
    Jesus is everything
    Everywhere I go
    I see....
    He is the plants,
    He is the trees
    He is life
    He is me

    Tomorrow I'll know
    My wish will not be
    To sail a kite into the skies
    Or
    Climb a tree so high
    It will be for me to sit
    Next to Jesus
    Who's everything
    Everywhere I go
    He is the ocean
    He is the lake
    He is life
    He is me

    Jesus is everything,
    Everything
    I love to be


           Some How I Am Happy

    Somehow, I am happy if I hear from you
    Talking over the telephone or good letter
    Of hope from you
    Some how I am happy most to see your
    Feeling O.K.
    I'm alright but my life is not complete
    Without you
    Somehow, I am happy to know the faith we
    keep brought us out of the wood and
    into the light of tomorrow,
    tomorrow, will see how happy I'll be when I'm standing
    Right next to you!


           With a Promise of Hope

    With the promise of hope,
    That tomorrow will not be in vain
    They'll grow health with your name
    I walk on, not run!
    Toward light, that morning's sun
    Facing Jesus with a tender smile
    How happy He is to see after all those miles
    I sat into His kingdom's seat
    Everything is beautiful as they told it to me
    I tough the rose that capture my eyes
    As an angel with wings pass me by
    My trouble of the world, I known as earth will be all over
    As my tears wash my face
    I woke from my dream I'm back on earth again
    Where I face another day of trouble rain
    But I'm carrying Jesus as my weapon
    Against it to prove I'm not afraid
    To walk this land


            My Last Day on Earth

    There's nothing like the smell of the opening wildflowers,
    Walking through the wandering, wild crispy fall's leaves of winter
    Colors,
    Of rainbow country countless of the golden- brown fur backs of
    Squirrels run up and down the yearly oak beautiful bark trees airplane
    Passing by into the clouds, they disappear,
    Listening to the birds chuttring songs of grace, up lift from nowhere a
    Precious wanted beautiful banana butterfly dancing on your loose
    Finger tips watch the trees talk sign language in which no one but they
    Care
    The evening's winds blow leaves into the greenish-brown ground and
    Slowly spreading them all about

    Watching a child with no knowledge challenge
    His world of hope and new dreams
    To open the door to opportunities, that allow everyone a space to
    Breath
    To see more love from this world cast above into the hearts of man
    To sweep the rug of violence and let it's dust vanish and never return
    Into noone view
    Keep the faith, the truth about God stand as all man must come to face
    These open gates

    My last days, will be pleased with joy & with a smile
    He'll touch me, with opening arms, I'll run into
    Lift my head, to (Jesus), at once I'm there.. No
          Look below
    Onto earth where I once lived
    To appreciated the joy the love that now God have
    To give to me, his true life of forever faith indeed
    Is now the road I'll see


            A Corner View

    My eyes hidden into the corner of the room
    Looking at the beautiful flowers that bloom
    Across the old wooden table top was place an arrangement of
    flowers
    Into a crystal vase
    As I stood by I could see a picture of
    A family that live in this house
    They call home- a place


           Slim Lady

    A slim tall black lady
    In jean with heels looking
    Mean. Pull out a cigar
    From her purse into her
    Mouth she lit it up and
    Puff on it and blown out
    Some smoke, as she
    Cross the busy street swinging
    Her bags away into a
    Distant she went and went about her way


            You Give Me a Pen

    How come I write?
    How come the world must know?
    What's makes me happy when I'm sad?
    What make me weak to my knees?
    What promise lays ahead?
    You gave me a pen!
    I wrote,
    Little by little
    Into notes
    Hoping you'll understand me
    Did I speak clear?
    Did I reach your inner ear?
    That tomorrow is real
    Did you lose it somewhere
    Down there?
    Between the line
    You better catch up it's an open line
    I know you have what it take to reach- out to me
    And tell me the pen you gave ran out of ink
    That ends of this story to you from me.


            My Child

    How many times we sat and talked,
    Mama only wanted you to walk
    The path of righteousness and peace
    Please, pull yourself from off those streets
    I'm getting all sick inside
    And it's a shame if I cry!
    The neighbors say I am going down the drain,
    But my child, it's you who cause my pain
    You stay going all night
    Until the morning light
    You know you got no job
    Those white folks looking for you—did you rob
    That Shell station down the street
    Where I used to get my cigarettes and sweets,
    Made money orders to pay my bills
    And bought all my needed pills?
    You'd better answer me before I hit you upside your head
    And they'll be along our street talking about what they read.
    Mama can't take no more headaches
    It's all on me, your mistakes
    Your daddy, he ain't got no time to be seeing you in jail
    He's too busy working hard for his new family; can't you tell?
    He ain't paid me a child support check in years
    And I'm supposed to talk to him, in his ear
    And ask him for something?
    He knows what I need and what he needs to do
    I'm tired of wearing these old, banged-up work shoes
    To church on Sunday.
    Fighting those bills and living, it kills me.
    Maybe if you get a part-time job, instead,
    Change your life, child, and comb your head
    And look decent in front of those folks.
    Then maybe we could see some strong hope—
    For you and your tomorrows
    I truly believe they'll be filled with sorrow.
    I look at all your friends; they all look doped up and high,
    They all look in another direction—can't look you in the eye.
    By the way, your old girlfriend called up here
    Saying she's pregnant, and you may be the father!
    What's wrong, son? Where did I go wrong?
    I gave you everything I had,
    And at this point in my life, it's sad.
    You were too busy running with knives and guns;
    You think you're an outlaw, or gangster.
    You'd better walk and talk to Jesus and tell Him to be on your side
    You're going to need more than a prayer at this point, I cry,
    My child that used to look toward the stars in the skies
    Now his heart is looking far away into life
    He's walking fast into the world he calls hope and peace
    But as his mama, I still falling down onto my knee
    Every night and calling out to the Lord, to please
    Take my child, Lord—my only child from those streets
    Amen!


            My Life Fell In

    I watch into the distance,
    I turn around and there it ends.
    No more pathway,
    No more life,
    No more dreams I had to fight.
    Before the light,
    My life fell into his hands.
    I do not belong on this land
    To see
    To live
    To enjoy
    This place any more.
    But as I live and live right,
    Into evening, after the
    Rainbow sets and sunset melts
    Before I could imagine
    Your going, beyond the evening moon.


            O Africa

    O Africa, O Africa,
    Awake and rise
    Before the hot sun lifts her head.
    Can you feel the earliness in your bones?
    Life for the poor black mom
    Means wake up, no sleep, you have plenty of work to do,
    Beat the darkness, race before he turns light
    Break before your work is done.

(Continues...)

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Table of Contents

Contents

A View of Peace....................1
I Ain't Did Nothing....................3
I Am, Me!....................5
Old....................7
Do the World Cry?....................9
God Is Mines....................11
God I Wonder....?....................13
God Cry and I Pray....................15
Ladies Of Slaves....................17
My Life Ain't So Bump....................19
Stress....................21
I Just Want To Smile....................23
Jesus Is Everything....................25
Some How I Am Happy....................27
With a Promise of Hope....................29
My Last Day on Earth....................31
A Corner View....................33
Slim Lady....................35
You Give Me a Pen....................37
My Child....................39
My Life Fell In....................41
O Africa....................43
If....................45
A Move....................47
They Stood....................49
A Broom....................51
Tomorrow....................53
Smile....................55
Change....................57
Remembering a Moment....................59
Jesus (Don't Owe Us Anything)....................61
Colored Folks....................63
I Ain't Mad....................65
Look....................67
If I Could Stay....................69
Mirror into My Apartment....................71
Anyway....................73
When She Spoke....................75
Oh, Ladies (Here's Our Hope!)....................77
Pass a Year....................79
Hey, Shadow....................81
Red Robin....................83
Hummingbird....................85
When I Wrote....................87
A Black Woman....................89
Pretty Black Seed....................91
Talk Too Much....................93
Sounds....................95
I Will Not Follow....................97
Ladybug....................99
Brother, Thanks to You....................101
Being Black....................103
Believing....................105
Boys in Stone....................107
Don't Give Up....................109
It Takes a Lot of Work....................111
What Are Moms For? By: Asia Solomon....................113
Sunday's Afternoon By: Precious Solomon....................115