Below is the poem entitled My Murderers which was written by poet
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They have carried me to the slaughter house and butchered me mercilessly. They
have believed what they have done is in the name of righteousness. So therefore,
their hearts feel no remorse for my slain soul. Before my execution, they tried to trap
me with lies, maze of deceptions and plots, but Jehovah rescued me. Jehovah
provided a means of escape for me; nevertheless, my pursuers were relentless.
They had plotted, hunt and irradiated. My assassins prevailed - they have
conquered and killed an innocent me. I had tried to show them that I was never an
enemy, but hatred had consumed their hearts, so they murdered me.