Moment by moment thy life is wasting. Take thought for this to-day, O Brother

Moment by moment thy life is wasting. Take thought for this to-day, O Brother.
Remember, life is of but two days. Cease wandering in by paths.
Hear, O fool and ignorant: awake, there is none abiding.
Wherefore proudly march, O fool, in the midst of a world of lies.
Thou hast cherished love of lust and anger, strutting with affected pomp.
Drunken with the wine of Maya, thou hast done all deeds of ill.
There will be none to stand beside thee, when Jama's grip tightens on thine arm.
Sukdeva thus gives thee warning—give up thy perversity.
Charan Das says: Sing Rama's praises. He it is who giveth bliss.
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