Below is one of the contest entries.
THE REASON I WRITE I write to raise my voice, to warm my freezing thoughts- Tend my forest of dreams, stifled by the weeds of hate- Look after my garden of desires, strangled by ropes of time- Water my pot of perpetual hope, scorched by the hot sun of fate. I write to restore my love, of a world gone crazy, maddened by the hearts of men- Replenish my hopes, of an existence that lacks meaning- a being that is of no essence. Cut the ropes of time and triumph Kill the weeds of hate and grow Cool the sun of fate and live to fight another day. I write since I can't talk, I remain silent in my darkened room of hope. I write since I can't share, I clench my fist in my island of optimism. I write since I can't love, I blind my feelings in this universe filled with hate. I write since am alive breathing in my space, In a world that knows no limits, no bounds.
— Eddie Ombagi
All Poems Submitted to the Contest