A Space Mission

An orange glow flew through the sky Image going really high Down south Nasty weather would not shut its mouth Spitting in a poring way Angry clouds having lots to say Sitting in the atmospheric stands Threatening thundershowers being told they were fans Meteorological temper tantrum at hand Releasing a loud bark Turning the area a little dark Frustrated firing off weak electrical sparks Two men sit in their galactic quarters Safety depended on by questions from reporters Challenging the power's belief Simmering heat Breaking out Brightness overpowering the grey watery pouts “Let it go” Sunshine wanted ugliness to know Blessing the green light for the show To the modernization Of human transportation Suddenly the candle rocket flame did its thing Sending the educated earthling On a test flight fling Picking up Old Glory bringing her home After being in orbit all alone As for the angels they quit bowling Making a fuss roaring and rolling Maybe it was the guttering strikes While the sun gave human minds the floor and mikes Today another chapter has been open Making many hoping There is something out there Who really cares? About our extra galaxy affairs Leaving us no fear To understand why we are here This world can be a nice place Respecting other wishes is a simple task to face Learning not to invade another’s path Since this action will only bring a furious wrath Instead sit back and listen Quietly reflect on other’s space mission