Nothing to Lose

 

 

I am intrigued

By some statements we make,

Nothing statements I call them

And I don’t mean fake.

 

Nothing can make a thing

I have written on that,

It can either be false

Or it can be a fact.

 

Now I want to examine

Another nothing one,

Bear with me once more

And I’ll soon be gone.

 

I have nothing to lose

How can this be?

Nothing sounds like something

Sounds like that to me.

 

Is it really possible

To truly have nothing?

If you have life

That is something.

 

 

Once one is alive

There is something to lose

You have so much going for you

You can even choose.

 

Nothing means what I have

Doesn’t really matter,

I could afford to lose it

Might be idle chatter.

 

For example I heard something

That left me amuse,

“Try Jesus, my friend,

You have nothing to lose.”

 

Sounds like a wits end situation

Where nothing has worked

So try Jesus now!

At least it won’t hurt.

 

 

I tell you nothing is something

We don’t want to give up,

To you it might be nothing

But to others it’s their cup.

 

I have nothing to lose

Hear it again

Don’t you hear just a hint

Or a suggestion of pain?

 

Nothing to lose

Sounds somewhat abstract

But it is really relative

And that is the fact.

 

What I hope to gain

Far exceeds the loss,

The best thing in this life

Came at a tremendous cost

 

They that lose their life

Shall find it

But they that save their life

Shall lose it.

 

This is in essence

What Jesus said,

While there is something to lose

What’s to be gained is greater instead.

 

Nobody really worries

About losing nothing,

The fact that people worry

Means nothing is something.

 

Stewart Russell © November 2019