Tukaram, Poem 2441

Why should you speak of my children, my cattle, my parents? What is really yours? Why should you grieve when they are lost? Lamentation over the dead is all wasted. Why do you call your kindred yours? They will not save you from the hand of Yama. Why do you call yourself a man of might? Why do you suffer yourself to be lifted on the funeral pyre? Tuka says, Put no trust in any of these things; make haste to seek the protection of Panduranga.