Astro Naught
It was your math which determined how they touched the ground
and you left it to chance.
So the widows and the fatherless
observed reentry blow-up in their faces.
"Mission-Control, up here we've got a problem."
Mission-Control, in fact you are the problem.
Star-crossed lives are lost.
Envy launched seven souls to eternity.
Your heavenly infamy...
"You will remember me."
A boyhood dream to astronaut never got off the ground
because you couldn't pull the G's to make it fly.
Resigned to engineer – in orbit (but not the atmosphere),
Earth-bound staring upwards was your lot.
"Mission-Control, up here we've got a problem."
Mission-Control, in fact you are the problem.
Star-crossed lives are lost.
Envy launched seven souls to eternity.
Your heavenly infamy...
"You will remember me."
You get it right or get it gone, there's no margin if you're wrong.
Your disinterest defied the gravity of the job.
The human-race in outer space is not a place
where you can round or hedge.
You did them in.
Let's not pretend.
It's not rocket-science,
although it should be.
and you left it to chance.
So the widows and the fatherless
observed reentry blow-up in their faces.
"Mission-Control, up here we've got a problem."
Mission-Control, in fact you are the problem.
Star-crossed lives are lost.
Envy launched seven souls to eternity.
Your heavenly infamy...
"You will remember me."
A boyhood dream to astronaut never got off the ground
because you couldn't pull the G's to make it fly.
Resigned to engineer – in orbit (but not the atmosphere),
Earth-bound staring upwards was your lot.
"Mission-Control, up here we've got a problem."
Mission-Control, in fact you are the problem.
Star-crossed lives are lost.
Envy launched seven souls to eternity.
Your heavenly infamy...
"You will remember me."
You get it right or get it gone, there's no margin if you're wrong.
Your disinterest defied the gravity of the job.
The human-race in outer space is not a place
where you can round or hedge.
You did them in.
Let's not pretend.
It's not rocket-science,
although it should be.
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Writer(s): John Dow Iii
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