Oushada Kumara was a well renowned sage
Blessed with sublime wisdom at a young age
People approached him with many a disputation
He solved them all and gained a fine reputation
One day the villagers to him did bring
Two women with a baby wrapped in a sling
Each claiming to be the rightful mother
And trying to snatch the babe from the other
The wise sage listened to each woman's plight
And solemnly decided to set things aright
On a line on the sand, placing the child in the center
He asked each woman to pull the baby towards her
The one successful in pulling the baby to her side
Would be adjudged the rightful mother with pride
The other would indeed be justly punished
For the blatant lie that she has furnished
Both women pulled with all their might
That the babe began to cry out at this fight
The cries one woman's heart did pierce
That she let go the babe and burst into tears
The other woman promptly claimed to be the victor
Not so, said the boy sage sternly to her
You showed no mercy during this fight
But the real mother couldn't bear the baby's plight
Her love for the babe is so kind and so pure
That his poignant cries she could not endure
She will have this babe restored to her
For she is the true and rightful mother
Thus the boy sage again showed his wisdom grand
That his legend began to fill the land
Yet he remained humble with all this fame
Attributing it all to the Almighty's name
Blessed with sublime wisdom at a young age
People approached him with many a disputation
He solved them all and gained a fine reputation
One day the villagers to him did bring
Two women with a baby wrapped in a sling
Each claiming to be the rightful mother
And trying to snatch the babe from the other
The wise sage listened to each woman's plight
And solemnly decided to set things aright
On a line on the sand, placing the child in the center
He asked each woman to pull the baby towards her
The one successful in pulling the baby to her side
Would be adjudged the rightful mother with pride
The other would indeed be justly punished
For the blatant lie that she has furnished
Both women pulled with all their might
That the babe began to cry out at this fight
The cries one woman's heart did pierce
That she let go the babe and burst into tears
The other woman promptly claimed to be the victor
Not so, said the boy sage sternly to her
You showed no mercy during this fight
But the real mother couldn't bear the baby's plight
Her love for the babe is so kind and so pure
That his poignant cries she could not endure
She will have this babe restored to her
For she is the true and rightful mother
Thus the boy sage again showed his wisdom grand
That his legend began to fill the land
Yet he remained humble with all this fame
Attributing it all to the Almighty's name
