Tukaram, Poem 1345

A paik who guards the people becomes the chief of his race; the others seek a livelihood and are commonplace men. When the enemy advances, they run away and perish. They are wounded in the back and bring contempt on themselves, while thieves return whole and are honoured. He who fronts the robbers is a true paik; he will slay them all and strip them. Tuka says, Talk will not make a paik; those only will succeed in it who are trained from their birth.