Apollo-gise!

Apollo-gise!

There's conspiracy in the galaxy, doubt in the stars,
No atmosphere present on the moon or Mars,
Mistrust with NASA, cloak and dagger deceit,
Secrets that add a disturbance to sleep,
No rest for the wicked whoever they may be,
Pulling wool over eyes in a 'live' atrocity,
Seemingly safe in the outdated sixties,
Naivety easily administered quickly,
The world stood still transfixed on 'the landing'
After years of experiments, improvements and planning,
Black and white tvs showed the rocket's progression,
Everyone watched with a solemn obsession,
Rooting for the astronauts about to descend
The ladder from the capsule, bring an end
To an overdue achievement happening soon,
A human setting foot on the surface of the moon,
'One small step for man, giant leap for mankind',
Ahead of other countries (Russia behind),
The race for supremacy in astronautical terms,
Astronomical expense bordering on ruin,
The pride of the country, ballistic intent
To go down in history linked with the event,
To have the monopoly of being the first
Gives pride priority of feeling assured,
The number one astronaut, out of this world,
Conquering the moon with well chosen words,
Worshipped from Earth, star-struck in Space,
No atmosphere but a world embrace,
Displaying great antics, acrobatics on the moon,
Two hours of snapping photos, grabbing rocks for home,
Following procedures for welfare, health and safety,
Details checked constantly, no ifs, buts or maybes,
Success depends on efficiency, deliberately maintained,
The return to Earth was crucial; the all-important aim,
Doubts were nullified, negatives overruled,
There were twists, risks, brave astronauts stayed 'cool',
Back in the Earth's atmosphere parachutes slowed their motion,
Drifting down steadily into the Pacific Ocean,
Heroes in spacesuits floating on waves
Wait for fellow human sapien accolade,
The procedure of the media, relentless in pursuit
A twenty-four-seven seizure for anything remote,
Pressure forced Neil Armstrong to become a recluse,
Public invitations he bluntly refused,
Born a pilot, early signs of flying showed through
Rising to the heights of first man on the moon!
And then.... the rebuttals, where the troubles began
That threatened the mission with a malicious hand;
An alternative vision; was the moon landing staged?
Faked authenticity in a public domain?
Too much information discussed online
That conjured mistrust of suspicious minds,
Visual evidence relevant to convince
On inspection the deception was no coincidence,
Unexplained shadows, strange changing horizons,
No wind but flag flapping was startling, surprising,
Flash photography denied in wide-eyed pretence
Regardless of glaring evidence,
Metal rings on backpacks served no purpose
Said to hold wires for elevation service,
Lunar Roving Vehicles left clear tyre tracks,
Consecutive photos showed no match,
Those shadow inconsistencies consistently dismayed
With the sun the only source of light they pointed different ways,
Footage outside the spacecraft showed floating astronauts
Was it all filmed under water with frogmen support?
Tell-tale bubbles were visible, unmissable across the screen,
Shot in low resolution to reduce what's actually seen,
So is this all conspiracy to fool everyone
Prefilmed in the detachment of Area Fifty One?
In the Nevada dessert in the Test and Training Range,
Out of bounds, out of sight, secretly arranged,
Simulated action among galactic stars
Though within Earth's atmosphere enacting the farce,
Consider the possibilities, fifty-fifty fair play,
It's even-stevens, the jury's out, by all means have your say!