Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 1507

This gnashing of my teeth will bring some
trouble upon you. Perchance you may die,
then this people will turn on me. When strife
begins in a family, it does not end quietly. Tukā
says, Groups of orphans will set on me at once.

Source The Poems of Tukârâma, trad. J. Nelson Fraser et K. B. Marathe, 3 vol., 1909-1915, archive.org · Contents