Tukaram, Poem 2550

You perform your evening prayers in the Keshava, yet at first you know not what that means. How far can this fellow be shamed and taught? The scoundrel sees not the gain that is offered him. A drunken man forgets what he should do; he eats what he should refuse and refuses that he should eat. Tuka says, There are fools that run their heads against a wall, they are sunk in darkness.