They will light a firebrand and ruin me. There is a crowd pressing in upon me; I am caught in a ravine of the hills. They will find out a weak point in me, and attack me. Tuka says, The crowd is so dense that I cannot go forward.
Hinduism
Tukaram, Poem 2772
Source The Poems of Tukârâma, trad. J. Nelson Fraser et K. B. Marathe, 3 vol., 1909-1915, archive.org · Contents