The Poetry for Peace contest was held from 15 September until 14 October 2011. The winners were anounced at a ceremony at UN headquarters in New York.
Below is one of the contest entries.
3 Habakushas Tell Daniel Their Dreams With awe, my eyes were opened wide His dazzling light making me blind Yet I can see three personalities And their aura seem like they are concerned about the world's trivialities I listened as they spoke to him The first one; an old wily man; bet he is in his seventies He tells of days when the earth was filled with immeasurable animosities His voice seems filled with tears Certainly they tell not only of his sorrowful years but also his fears His dream went like this I was a child coming back from school My bag swaying in the air as I jumped over a muddy pool I heard my mum as usual screaming my name Like I was a common elusive thief the people wanted to maim And then it happened A shriek that from all huts did resound Flinging me all the way to my home's ground Lifting my dirt covered face I looked on as life from this earth anunholy fire did erase My mum lying dead, the world I knew in flames; what will become of me? With tear drained from my eyes as the old man cried I listened to the second man as his emotions he tried to hide He, was a middle aged man Whose simply beautiful dark hair showed he shared DNA with Han His dream went like this The world was bright yet filled with tension Enough to give each man a his fair bout of hypertension The earth had technologically bettered its prance And yet morally none was willing to retrogress from their nuclear disarmament stance And then it happened Smaller nations out of fear armed themselves with what was to be destroyed Larger nations with plans against these smaller one toyed Anarchy became an everyday event Because instead of love, anger and retribution on each other they did vent I looked on helplessly, wishing men were never created With a huge sigh he ended his words His eyes red like his heart had being pierced with a thousand swords Eight eyes now fixed on the third fellow Who now seemed to be punching on his sleek phone's alphabet row His dream went like this The world was at peace Then suddenly everything good suddenly did cease Fires tearing down lives over here And gases melting than souls over there This was just the beginning Then suddenly re-order came And again arrived anarchy with its noted fame My vision unable to make any resolution of the yin-yang of good and evil My brain unable to tell whether we had gone the way of God or the devil Still I am confused so I will be relieved if you explain it all to me Daniel with his immaculate aura let a smile lighten up his thoughtful face Finally an epiphany had come all his worries to erase He said in the order of their dreams he will give them just three dates 1945, 2011 and 2028; he who his smart will get the code's unlocking pin I sprung up from my bed, washed my face and looked at my calendar; it read October 7th 2011
— Stephen Larbi Darkoh
All Poems Submitted to the Contest