Below is one of the contest entries.
Hickory Dickory Dock
Maimed mice can’t run up a clock... Limbs and charred parts a-strewn ... their lives would never be the same. War is unfortunately real - not some warped video game. Everyone knows that just the mere idea of eliminating deathly battles is daunting, But the Hibakusha’s descriptions of the bombing were utterly (visually) haunting! Back then, people’s families -- friends -- pets -- annihilated in one quick blast. Today’s technologically-enhanced life continues to race by super fast... Japan was -- and is -- the only country to experience atomic hostilities first-hand. Why? Oh, why? Why wasn’t this sickening destruction ever banned? Through their words, how I understand, that their nightmare will never really go away. And why all the victims’ unique stories end by asking us -- for peace -- to pray. Maybe before I leave this Earth, if we all join together, we’d live to see no maimed mice. Wouldn’t that make a rhyming poem to pass on to our children -- so wonderfully nice?
— JC Sullivan
All Poems Submitted to the Contest