i need some honey

it's right over there,
moses says,
pointing his staff,
and shoving sheep out of the way
with his roman
sandal clad foot.
right over yonder,
over that river,
that there is the promised land,
my brothers and
sisters,
the land of milk and honey.
birds and bees,
water and wine.
but let's wander a bit more,
circle around in this dry
god forsaken desert
another 39 years
and then go over.
who's with me?
dang, I say under my breath,
then yell out,
let's go now.
giddy up, I urge my bedraggled
dust covered oxen.
I need some honey in a bad
way. like tonight. I've
plum run out of patience
with this wandering.