Tukaram, Poem 2805

God, you owe a debt to my forefathers; why haven’t You paid it off to me yet? Your munificence has brought You into notice; be assured I shan’t let You sneak away safe and sound. I shall make the whole affair known; I shall produce You before the saints; why need I be afraid of You when I am asking for my own? I was an ignorant child till now; You improved on the opportunity; now I will not abate one cowri of my rights. Tuka’s brother says, I have already drowned my soul in water; I shall tie my throat fast to Your feet.