Purity Lost

We all grow up sometimes, We all need to sometimes face reality and the pain of life. A yoke we receive with maturity. And that’s what we are - Oxen, Pulling the world, getting whipped. Our carcasses discarded in the veld when we die, Exhausted. We all need some uitspan time but our trek is never done, It just keeps getting longer and harder. Sometimes we all grow up and lose our purity.