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
