Gone is your youth, old age has come
Yet you continue doing evil deed.
End of your days is not far off
Seek God’s shelter take heed.
All that rises shall set one day
All that blooms decay
What one builds shall crumble down
Whoever born shall die.
Do not judge a man by his clothes
Measure his knowledge
The real worth of the gold you
On the touch stone along gauge.
Lord Rama dwells in the heart of man
Him he never explores
Forgetting the God in the heart’s temple
The stone idol he implores.
The lustful, the greedy, the angry man
Can tone for salvation
But for the liquor addicted one
There is no way to atone.