Captain Morton H. Singer
Captain Singer a chaplain in the US Army, former rabbi
and teacher, killed in Vietnam December, 1968.
Chaplain
Amidst the battle, the fatigue,
The creeping horror and the fear,
He spread the word of God and love,
From wounded, desperate cheeks,
He wiped a tear,
Comforted many a man,
During his final agony of death,
To him, each soul was precious, dear,
We knew him and we loved him well,
God loved him too,
Took him to heaven,
Left us in hell.
Friend
Where are you now,
A shell, where once great inner beauty lived,
Now in decay - an image loved,
Are you eradicated, gone?
Not so, not so,
For still in our hearts,
Deep, deep within, your spirit dwells,
Those gentle words spoken by you,
Yet, warm our souls,
And tell us that this flame,
Which once did give us warmth and strength,
Still radiates to light
Our dark and somber days.
Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2005 Alfred Charasz
and teacher, killed in Vietnam December, 1968.
Chaplain
Amidst the battle, the fatigue,
The creeping horror and the fear,
He spread the word of God and love,
From wounded, desperate cheeks,
He wiped a tear,
Comforted many a man,
During his final agony of death,
To him, each soul was precious, dear,
We knew him and we loved him well,
God loved him too,
Took him to heaven,
Left us in hell.
Friend
Where are you now,
A shell, where once great inner beauty lived,
Now in decay - an image loved,
Are you eradicated, gone?
Not so, not so,
For still in our hearts,
Deep, deep within, your spirit dwells,
Those gentle words spoken by you,
Yet, warm our souls,
And tell us that this flame,
Which once did give us warmth and strength,
Still radiates to light
Our dark and somber days.
Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2005 Alfred Charasz
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