Dirt Philosopher

© Jacqueline Gawler 

(from the album Ambrosia)
            
sometimes the dirt philosopher is an angel
she sees a battleground all around
and cries

sometimes the dirt philosopher 
is divided by his intellect and trust
and the science of a 
baby’s beating heart

sometimes the dirt philosopher
races against the human 
race against time to rectify this mess
why? why are we sleeping?

sometimes the dirt philosopher
is dying to electrify 
the heads and hearts of her fellowmen
cry, you gotta cry

2012, will you stay with me, 
or will you be leaving this town
2012, can you keep up with the pace, 
or will you keep running this race
2012, will you pray with me, 
or will you be leaving with no trace

what will you do when it all comes tumbling down

who do you love philosopher
what will be left philosopher
what will you do when the walls come crumbling down

out of your mind philosopher
the end of time philosopher
who will you carry when it all comes tumbling down

all hail the dirt philosopher
beneath the veil philosopher
you know the truth is that we’re all just stumbling ‘round

who do you love philosopher
what will be left philosopher
who will you call when the walls come crumbling down