I have come to understand Your true nature well. Who will keep Your secret now? Tell me, why have You been striking me all this while? Now You and I are face to face. Whatever I say is found right in Your own character; today, if the occasion calls for it, I shall give You a scolding. You have no shame, no caste, no clan; the world knows You as a thief and a philanderer. You eat stones, mud, insects, and leaves; You wander alone and naked. I know You as one who carries loads like a donkey or a dog, O God. You have been mischievous from the beginning, and many know this. Says Tuka, my anger has been stirred; I can no longer hold my tongue.