Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 3581

Advice is wasted on the wicked; their sinful
minds will not obey rules of behaviour; their
pretences are like ornaments on widows. Their
morose temper will listen to nothing; “Why should
I worry myself in vain?” What use is there in
smearing an ass with sandal, or putting saffron on
the forehead of a pig? You may give any amount
of advice to an adulteress, but she looks on it all as
false doctrine. Tuka says, Preaching to a man
without faith is but a waste of labour.

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