Journeying To the Promised Land In Search of Other Worldly Treasures

When once i was a pilgrim Whilst following the sky at at night I fore-took a journey to the promised land And in so doing one day upon my travelling got lost in the delirious midday sun amidst the barren desert When my legs grew tired underneath me and my eyes began to shut Until the last thing i remembered was taking a napp under the shade the olive grove provided And sometime in between my semi or unconscious state of dreaming A burning bush and booming voice as clear as day drew my attention to it Bellowing the answer to the question you and those who tread this path before you in search of other worldly treasures said is burried beneath your very feet Then just as i fell asleep moment's earlier i was wide awake once again And dug and dug underneath the money tree until my bones and fingers bled and i discovered the root of all evil