The Light Fixture Poem by Randy McClave

The church's light and fixture was broken
To the church's congregation those words were spoken,
She then posted a pic of the broken light for Facebook
So, all the church members could all take a good look.
She wanted to start up a committee
Before, the church received complaints from the city,
They have already complained about our maintained parking lot
Who knows what else the city would have sought.
She blamed and worried about the light fixtures condition
And also about the light's current hanging position,
"It might fall"! once again she worriedly said
And who knows it might land on someone's foot or even maybe their head.
Then the new pastor of our church took command
As he waved forth his brave and gallant hand,
The Pastor said that he could go into the attic to fix it
But, let's wait until December when it's cooler he did admit.
She then advised everyone to wear a hard hat while entering the church
Because death she said was hanging from the church's perch,
And God only knows when it might fall
And who would be the recipient, Bambi, Linda, John, Pete or maybe Paul.
Then the eldest deacon spoke to the church's congregation
Before a response committee or a safety committee's creation,
He wanted to answer and end everyone's worries and fears
He then said, "That light fixture has been hanging there for many years".

Randy L. McClave