Tukaram, Poem 2524

While he is listening to stories of Hari, sleep actually makes him as though he were not. He lies down on a cot, selfish and anxious thoughts possess him. This is due to the hidden action of his past; why need the preachers shout at him? Learned men they may be, but he is one who receives nothing. If you pour water over him you cannot keep him awake; his only thought is, when will the preaching stop? If gossip is going on, he confidently asks his friends to stop. He is like a louse on a cow’s udder or a toad on a lotus; Tuka says, Leave the land where he dwells and set him at a distance from you.