Born in the hard days of Kali Juga, their deeds are like the crow, though their form be as the peacock
Born in the hard days of Kali Juga, their deeds are like the crow, though their form be as the peacock.
They walk in evil paths, leaving the Vedas' way; vessels of deception, filled with the mire of Kali Juga.
Robbers, yet men call them servants of Rama: these slaves of gold and wealth and lust.
Among these in the world my rank is first: accursed am I, the scorner of godliness, that pass for the leader of the godly.
The Master is Rama, the evil servant such as I: yet of His own Self's prompting the Treasury of mercy cherished me.
They walk in evil paths, leaving the Vedas' way; vessels of deception, filled with the mire of Kali Juga.
Robbers, yet men call them servants of Rama: these slaves of gold and wealth and lust.
Among these in the world my rank is first: accursed am I, the scorner of godliness, that pass for the leader of the godly.
The Master is Rama, the evil servant such as I: yet of His own Self's prompting the Treasury of mercy cherished me.
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