John Franklin Ziebell
I Am. - Poem by John Franklin Ziebell
I AM your father,
I AM your mother,
I AM your sister,
I AM your brother,
I AM everyone you have ever known,
I AM everyone you will ever meet.
I AM just another voice in the crowd needing to be heard,
Poet's Notes about The Poem
The Next morning came and I was eager to see the doctor in order to be discharged from the hospital wing of the prison, but before this happened, two guards came and opened the cell next to me, and my new friend was being transferred to a state hospital that would provide for his needs. While leaving his cell, one of the guards commented that he was quiet last night and did not cry. It was then that my friend told them that I had shown a flash light into his cell all night long from the vent.
I do not pretend to understand this. I can only testify that the poem and account are true. I was released from prison in 2009 and have not been arrested since. My Bishop helped me with the repentance process, something that I have learned to do naturally, repent, and take sacrament to remember my Baptismal covenant. I am so grateful for the atonement and to heavenly father for his plan of salvation. I look for opportunities to serve in any way I can, it is in this that I feel the love of God the most. Mosiah 2- 17 ……. when ye are in the service of your fellow beings, ye are only in the service of your God.'
I AM my brother's keeper
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