In the heart of creation, a spark ignites,
Wika, the name that breathes life into might.
Through the corridors of progress, she strides,
A beacon of hope, where innovation abides.

With hands that mold the future’s shape,
She crafts visions that none can escape.
Whispering dreams into the fabric of time,
She leads us forward, with steps so sublime.

In every challenge, her spirit prevails,
Turning obstacles into wondrous tales.
Wika, the muse of the modern age,
Writing her legacy on history’s page.

So let us honor her, in every endeavor,
For Wika’s light will shine forever.
In every heart and every mind,
Her story of progress, forever entwined.