Bryan Sirchio
Wise As Serpents
Staring At My Overflowing Plate

It's so easy not to see you
Close you out like a shade in the window
Your condition seems so foreign
Are you lazy? Why are you poor?
someone said you and I are connected
That your hunger is linked to my fatness
But how can that be--I never met you
I don't know your name

I've go problems of my own
I'm so busy -- I do good things
And I don't know if I can make room
In my life for your misery
Someone said that the whole world is changing
For you no longer will stand to be used
But talk like that--it makes me frightened
Scared what I might lose

(Chorus)
Jesus is that you in the window
With your nose pressed against the pane
Staring at my overflowing plate?

I've got question of my own
I'm not sure who to trust or believe
Politicians seem so sure you
Pose a threat to my liberty
I go to church and I listen to my pastor
Speak of justice beyond charity
Says the gospel is good news to poor folks (Luke 4:18-19)
But where does that leave me?

(Chorus)
...help me not to pull the window shade

Words & Music by Bryan C. Sirchio
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