A Celestial Endeavour (Apollo 13)

We walk down the gantry, bid farewell to all
All family and loved ones our heads held tall
On Apollo we board our suits hot and dry
To hurtle ever upward into vast distant sky

Technology to thrust and break from Earths grasp
Man bound by gravity, our beliefs now surpassed
Horiontal and poised the sequencial count ends
Great blasts of Saturn power to space it does send

Limitations of physics,  our bodies it does test
Once floating in space we earned our own rest
Fifty five hours in, a blast to our dreams
Our survival now the mission, that landing unseen
 We draw breath with reserve to our companions in space
Knowing air time is limited and a crucial new race
Communication is key our only lifeline
Oh Mission Control please give us a sign

To those tech men we look for the answers we need
They now forge a plan to save with the feed
We now must make use of all thats around
Remake those air scrubbers with tape they are bound

To the Mother of invention we all will now pray
Our Angel of necessity please save them this day
Our family and friends at Mission Control
They too all but breathless, to God they consol

At last we have hope after those suspended hours
A solution, a chance and enough trust to empower
To Earth now they fall, the comms have gone black
We hear our brave crew, our Moon men are back

Now let it be heard of those brave men and true
A team effort from all like no others could do

A Celestial Endeavour......indeed!