Tukaram, Poem 123

I cannot bear to see this turmoil; I am distressed by the sufferings of others. O God, it seems You have left us; we ought not to have witnessed this calamity. What brings an invading army to the dwellings of Hari’s servants? We desire not to see them in the land we inhabit. Tuka says, I am ashamed of Your service; O God! my life has grown wretched.