Below is one of the contest entries.
Chorus of Peace In my faithful cry and eyes swollen hope lost to view daydreaming and stare. I shivered in awe at blood and marred voices I wish for yesterday hugs and whispers into her ears The peace once had when the noble heavens unfolded and the breeze left everything serene. Our children bid farewell to sweet aid at beaches, and call to peace. Bags of grace, yield of harvest past storeroom of gold, fragrance of joy eclipsed for shades of arms. Injustice to cause distant cries For Peace, I say.
— Michael Kwaku Kesse Somuah
All Poems Submitted to the Contest