Below is one of the contest entries.
The childish innocence I looked at the eyes of innocence Blinded by smoke, Wet from the rain Splinters and Tongues of fire, Amazed by the silence Of all the people Lying on the floor innerme With eyes wide open Towards a better future. I looked into the eyes Stolen Innocence, defeat, perished, His irreversible candor. I looked With the eyes of innocence And, I could not see No more.
— Manuela Maria Pana
All Poems Submitted to the Contest