Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 3548

Is this Kali age, a chechhana carries on business as a usurer; he rambles about the quarters of Mahars and Manes.
In driving a bargain with a Mang from the hills, he pays no heed to the pollution of his touch. He settles his accounts every day with a Mang woman; her spittle falls upon his face.
He writes down on paper the names of whores like Asha Maya; he never remembers Narayana. Tuka says, His body is in a stranger’s power; but a prosperous consummation only Panduranga can give.

Source The Poems of Tukârâma, trad. J. Nelson Fraser et K. B. Marathe, 3 vol., 1909-1915, archive.org · Contents