Nothing New Under The Sun

Prophet, priestess  
Or know it all  
Know nothing at all
With blood on my knees
When I fall
Then feel useless  
Goodness
Gracious me alive  
I'm barely living  
But I try
And the moon  
Was beautiful that night
By the firelight  
Of my home burning down
It didn't make a sound  
Didn't even cry out
Like we did
Me, him and the kids
Crying tears in streams
Holding back the screams
Watching our lives and dreams
Turn to ash  
Sitting in the wet grass
As the rain poured  
Soaking us to the bones
We stared at black smoke
And flames  
Devouring our home
And the dog
Poor Apollo
Such a kindhearted fellow
He didn't deserve  
To go that way
Happened only two days
After Christmas
The day we all played
Nice for each other  
Had a meal together  
And gave gifts  
Like we always did  
I think it was the worst  
For the kids
They finally got  
Everything on their list
That never happened before  
We were always too broke  
Always too poor
What can I say
Life just has a way
Of reminding you
What things can mean
What doesn't mean  
Anything  
All those things  
Just things  
Not that important  
Anymore  
But it still hurts  
And will hurt
A hundred times a day
When we remember  
When we say
I need my..
Oh my...
That was lost
Back in December  
In the rain back when
We were nearly  
A family again  
All holding hands
Saying prayers together  
Thanking God  
For each other
And we never ever
Saw it coming  
Or did we
I remember writing  
Something  
A lot of things  
Metaphors
About the house  
That house of horrors  
Burnt out
Decayed and dead
Was already in my head
Back to before  
When it was alive  
We were dying inside  
As this goes through my mind  
I can't help but realize  
That it's not that bad
That God had a plan
He moved His hand
To change our lives
To open our eyes
So we could see  
Finally live and be free
And never go back
Never look back
So don't be sad
When you hear  
My heartaches
What's happened
How we're doing of late
Because we are great
Because He is greater  
My beautiful Maker
Knows all and sees all
Never lets me fall
Without catching  
And then lifting me up
To drink from His cup
Sometimes bitter to drink
But always better  
Than you think  
It ever could be
So just take it from me
I'm no prophetess or priest  
I'm just me  
Know it all and  
Know nothing at all  
Simply a tale teller
Telling y'all  
How God has held me
Loved me through it all
And that He also loves you
Amen, that's the truth