Like a garbage heap to cast
Blot it out, watch it die
Christ will help us if we try
When a battered weary swimmer
Works his way back to the shore
Would you shove him under water
And beat him down with an oar?
Yet we do this to each other
As we struggle to reach ahead
Ought we not to love our brother
And cheer each other on instead?
Pondering Elder Holland’s BYU address from the eighties A. Robe, A Ring A Fatted Calf