Fire on Lanka

Across the sea... One servant carried The hope of a kingdom. Golden towers touched the heavens, But their beauty hid the chains. Deep inside an ashoka garden, Sita whispered Rama's name. Days grew longer, Nights grew colder, Still her faith refused to fade. Then a voice began recalling Memories only love had made. From the branches dropped a signet, Resting softly in her hand. Tears became a quiet smile... "He found me... Just as he planned." One small ring... One faithful promise... Was stronger Than a kingdom built on fear. There was fire in Lanka, Long before the flames were seen. Faith was burning In one servant... And one faithful queen. No chains could hold it. No king controlled it. Hope was already Walking through the streets. Hanuman stood before the tyrant, Fear was something he never knew. Bound in ropes, His tail set burning... The demon king believed he'd lose. But fire answered Fire. Roof by roof, The skyline glowed. Every palace built on pride Fell beneath a single soul. Only one small garden waited, Peace untouched beneath the flame. Mercy walked beside destruction... Everything In Rama's name. There was fire in Lanka, But revenge was never the goal. Truth was calling. Love was coming. Nothing could stop its roll. One devoted heart Can shake a kingdom. One faithful soul Can change the world. There was fire in Lanka... And the darkness Saw the dawn. Beyond the smoke... Hanuman Flew home.