Hidden Rabbi

Question

Comic books and Hollywood have all failed to see, the greatest hero of them all, the hero inside me. The battles that are waged deep inside of me, war a constant presence, peace I cannot foresee. Biblical in size, these battles I must fight who can pray, daven or learn all day and all throughout the night? I read my holy text from within the fox-hole in which I lay, with mud and dirt and blood stained clothes and tears is how I pray. God help me day and night for my battle wages on, my only weapon is a silent one, my teffilin I must don. My battle gets no news, not reports in the press, my people see me every day, God they would never guess... My battle is so great and so deadly is my fight I would never ever show my wounds as feel that its not right... I calm my fellow brothers and keep my sisters within reach of the Holy Torah that i still love to preach I am your hidden rabbi, and the Torah that I teach is a struggle I maintain to keep within my reach. But I know that i must push, and push is what i do even though my heart is torn and I havent got a clue. I cry myself to sleep at night hoping this will end, Moshiach must be close, For no longer can i bend. Hashem I cannot win!! this war you have me wage against myself every day from deep within. A General and great nations know not war until they see, the war that goes on each day and night deep inside of me.