Below is one of the contest entries.
The burden that I carry burns a lot I try to forget the pain that was caused But the scars on my body remind me of the pain Day and night ...the haunting memories hover over my head When I look at the mirror and I see myself I don't see ugly scars or burns I see a blessed survivor Also beautiful For everyday I look up and hope to see another Smoke everywhere, All in the air, Burned skin Died people Who would do this? Why and where, Babies abandoned, Innocent people Dying for no reason, Everyone screaming, Nowhere to hide What can we do? What can we do? Pray, wish for A better day, It maybe in 1945, but for me it felt like yesterday Lost family member All we say Sorry
— Simone Sawyers
All Poems Submitted to the Contest