Tukaram, Poem 3645

These are all tricks to evade the truth, but the Kali age is round us on every side. It will not be well with us in the end; we ought to feel some fear within us. He will twist your ears; the master is fully awake. Say then, blessed is the Lord, now, while there is time; do not shake your head while you are here. Do not imagine that Tuka will be silent.