Page 7 of True Stories of the Members of the
Seed Of Abraham Motorcycle Club
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GINO GENTILE'S

TESTIMONY

Facelessmen walk
Around and around
Screaming with laughter

I searched to be free
By calling your name
Many a night

I looked toward
Your understanding.

I am inbetween
Life and death
Oh Lord

Where is the forgiveness
Upon your eyes

Yet the crimes committed
In a country's paranoia
Without a conscience.

Have we Lord
Come closer to the end

That I've paid
The ultimate price

In the love
Of a lost dove

When all my acquaintances
Are washed on shore
Under the Ocean floor?

Will they see
What has been done
From far above

In your name
Oh Lord

I'll raise my hands
Knowing all knowledge
That your blessing

Shall find your way
Upon my last breath
Toward your kingdom.
Forevermore.

                                                                         Gino '94

CHRISTMAS NIGHT

War of all Nations
Robbery of others
Streets paved in blood
Sending the innocent
Into crowded dungeons

Like snow in a moonlit night
In time your hair
Would've turned white

       Has anyone seen their neighbors       
When did you find family values
Its been two thousand years
Now its for the money

Night visions have lost their glitter
Must you go back
To the memories
Lost through the stars

You filled your homes
With multi-colored trees
Lines in silver tinsel
Over heavenly sounds

So when you see
All the whispering
Into Santa's ear

Let the Holy visions
Restore your faith
In miracles past

Of the Little Child
 Which would cross
The night stars

In a Holy Time of despair
That he came to give His world
  A new hope of life

For the love of the Lord
  Doesn’t cross the stars
   Just on Christmas Night.

Geno/95

LIGHT & DARKNESS

SOMEWHERE BETWEEN LIGHT
AND DARKNESS
YOU STAND IN
THE INNER PART
OF YOUR MIND
THERE IS A SOUND
AS QUIET AS SIGHT
WHERE THE CHILL
OF FIRE
STANDS THE RAIN
WHILE YOUR GOD
FINDS A SINNER
YOU'LL HAVE NO SECRET,
WHO IS WISDOM
THERE IS NO SENSE
TO WHAT IS KNOWLEDGE
YOU'LL FIND INSANITY
JUST HIDING
ABOVE THE LINE
OF SANITY
FOR FLESH CAN'T FIND
THE SPIRIT
WHEN ALL COLORS
HAVE NO BRIGHTNESS
EVERY MAN HAS A SHADOW
WHICH IS BLACK
WHILE EVERYMAN'S SPIRIT
WHICH IS WHITE
BUT EVERY MAN KNOWS
HIS ONLY DREAMS
IS THE SAME
ONLY IN DIFFERENT WAYS
YOUR DYING FROM A STING
OF A CROOKED SERPENT
WHILE CONSUMING JEALOUSY
FROM YOUR COMPANY
A NUMBER OF WISE MEN
ARE NOT THE SAFETY
OF THE WORLD
AFTER A LIFE
OF LIES
YOU'LL NEVER KNOW
IF IT'S TOO LATE
FOR THE TRUTH
THAT ALL THINGS
HAVE NO ENDING
YET THE UNIVERSE
SEARCHES FOR YOU
A MILLION YEARS
BEFORE YOUR BIRTH
SOMEWHERE BETWEEN LIGHT
AND DARKNESS

GINO 94

ARMAGEDDON, After 1963.....

As you sit wondering,
of all the possibility
Into life's postmortem.
Such a nation,
never sensing the time.

With all the lies
and phony politicians,
Your government created crimes,
to add to the sin.
All Kingdoms of the earth,
visions a prophesy
of mad men.

Anointing the Holy Land,
would come upon,
the sinister schemes
While the star dances,
across the open sky.

Burning faces in agony,
melting into the hot sand.
An evil breath blows,
across the open field,
with the sting of a whip.
Rivers flowing over in blood,
with fishes searching
for a place to die.

A season of no justice,
only steel fences.
Laughter of crazed souls,
walking in circles.

Under screams and nightmares,
the cracks in the earth
were the only sounds.
Night had turned bright,
only the blind could see.
The ground was red,
with flames above.
All the machines melted
into the rivers.
Your iron steed,
had run out of fuel.

You gazed upon a butterfly,
Winged through the darken clouds.
Has Man created,
His revulsion so deep?
The sun took its
last breath.
you stood in the inner light,
of medieval quintessence
as you heard the"judge"
Is there anything,
you'd like to say.

"Thank God"
I didn't commit a crime.
I'd really be in trouble
this time.
As you stood pondering,
You realize the bow broke,
After 1963.

Geno Gentile

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