Up Here There is Nothing Without You

up here,

all your wealth and prestige

don’t mean a thing,

all your well-tanned, good looks,

all your Armani suits and Rolex watches,

Rolls Royce’s and BMW’s,

all your witty, funny stories,

all your holier than thou piety,

all your false humility

and self-serving righteousness;

mean nothing at all;

up here there is no right or wrong,

no innocence or guilt,

no judgment or blame,

up here it is do or die,

fight or flight,

kill or be killed,

up here dead men

tell tall tales,

up here bullshit walks

and survival talks;

I have been to this edge,

I have seen the emptiness below,

I have gazed into the darkness beyond,

through it all You were there,

through it all You were by my side;

up here,

there is nothing

without You.

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