Below is one of the contest entries.
Rose and Lilies In Your Memory My aching heart weeps for the land that receives the sting of enraged men. The cancerous mouths of these men that spits blood on this land. When did they go mad? For the dead I weep and the living I pity. The young seedlings that never bore fruits- they that were hacked by brutal hands. Of they that lived in Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Liberia, and the unknown, we mourn you with painful words. To the rose flower that wilted, I weep. Men did not allow you to bloom -they raped you. But know that yesterday is gone and tomorrow has come- we are new. We plant roses and lilies in memory of you and lit a candle to light the dark in our hearts. Tell the dead of our weary hearts that bears no evil and no intent to kill that our smoking guns have been cleaned, and the flames of destruction quenched, the world they knew is being healed. And tomorrow shall see no more war.
— Nana Agyemang Ofosu
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