Tukaram, Poem 25

We I was at ease, I took a rope and tied it round my neck myself: now what am I to do? I am fast bound; I cannot stir forwards or backwards. I finished all my means; I ran into debt; I left my field unweeded; I starved my wife and children. I plundered many people’s houses; I could not save myself whatever I did. Tuka says, We must give up desire; we must cast it away altogether.