Tukaram, Poem 2803

You understand full well what right and wrong are; therefore you can produce night by closing your own eyes. Answer me now as best you can; I have woven a net round you. Of set purpose, you have made yourself ignorant, the better to enjoy the service of men; yet this conviction will bear fruit for him alone who holds it. Tuka’s brother says, Now no one can blame us; it is you who have made us cling to your feet.