Tukaram, Poem 2081

Tell me now, what men like me have been saved, since Thou publishest thy claims to honour? When a woman wears bracelets on her wrist, need she take a mirror to see them? I stand unsaved as I did before. Dhanawantari truly heals the pains of disease, but I see nothing of the kind here. Tuka says, Till a man has some experience of his own, who would honour mere words?