It is well that everything has gone back to its rightful owner. The wayward ones have missed their homecoming visit. I suffered greatly tending to them. Now the face is blackened by that very greed. Because of their wrongdoing, my body bore the punishment. I had to pay the price for every one of their offenses. They never let me rest for a single moment; until now I have endured that weariness. Each separate flaw has been dealt with decisively; there is not a moment of pleasure in describing all this. Says Tuka, having resolved the entanglement, I walk on, having laid the burden down at God's feet.