Below is one of the contest entries.
The Fatal Bombing Across the sky, a bomber flew in the air The wind blew through the streets. Then, a shiny object was dropped from the plane Then there was a boom-the plane was to blame. The plane turned and flew away While buildings burned. Everything was a wreck Not even a speck of recovery. Since everything was in bad condition It was a sad day.
— Fatema Haque
All Poems Submitted to the Contest