Below is one of the contest entries.
The Days When The World Ended
The heat washed through the town. In an instant, The few threads of coveted normalcy, Burned to ash. Walls collapse all around her. All she has known, She has lost. Yet, no time for pain, For the worse is to come; The torture of understanding. He is lost. Among the dead and dying. Hell on Earth. They plead for death, They plead for salvation. He has none, But his own sadness and despair, Pressing into him, As he walks. When the bombs fell, The cities burned. The men burned, The women burned, The children burned. If fire passed one over, Loss devoured their hearts. And if any piece was left, Anxiety would toy with them next. It's always there. A blood chilling whisper, Words barely captured by the ears. Invisible fingers, Gripping at the heart and mind. It thrusts them into the moments Where their worlds ended. A moment in time, Forever etched into their minds, Their hearts, Their bodies. Their souls.
— Lindsey Nkem
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