He follows a path he has not travelled before; he seems to be worldly wise, the wretch! How shameless he is, he never utters the name of Rama! He stares fiercely on his worldly foes, yet he weeps when he is handed over to Yama; for all that he repents not. He fancies he shall never have to deal with Yama; he is a low wretch, who thinks so! So he is silent still, Ah! why do you behave so? says Tuka.
Hinduism
Tukaram, Poem 1028
Source The Poems of Tukârâma, trad. J. Nelson Fraser et K. B. Marathe, 3 vol., 1909-1915, archive.org · Contents