In the cradle of wires and screens,
Where whispers of data softly sing,
A universe unfolds unseen,
ICT’s magic, forever spring.

Bright pixels dance in rhythmic flow,
Echoing tales of distant shores,
Through cables, dreams begin to grow,
In binary, the heart explores.

A touch, a click, bridges divide,
Connecting souls across the void,
In waves of light, we learn to glide,
New worlds of wonder to be enjoyed.

In this vast web of endless streams,
We find our voice, our place, our part,
ICT, the realm of dreams,
A shared journey, a collective heart.