Speedbird 9
Richard
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Speedbird 9, a Boeing proud, across Indonesian sky,
But fate would test their mettle soon, as volcanic ash blew through.
Speedbird 9, a legend born, of ash and engine's roar,
Engines silent, prayers shared, as oxygen masks deploy,
Then Three, then Two, and last comes One – reprieve from deathly strife.
To Perth from London, via all, two hundred forty-eight lives high.
Each foot of altitude so precious in this desperate hour.
Of pilot's skill and crew's resolve, when death knocked at their door.
Passengers brace for impact there, while crew their skills employ.
Descending through the inky black, they fight to restart power,
The day the sky turned perilous, and coolness saved the day.
Moody's wit defies the gloom, his crew works tirelessly.
A gliding jumbo, silent now, beneath the starry sea,
Four flameouts in the dead of night, a pilot's nightmare tale.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking," cool and clear,
Moody's voice, a soothing balm, as normalcy's restored.
We're doing our damnedest to get them going again, I trust you're not in too much distress."
St. Elmo's fire dances bright, then engines start to fail,
Captain Moody at the helm, with Greaves and Townley-Freeman too,
Jakarta's lights now beckon bright, a lifeline in the gloom,
At twenty-three thousand feet, Engine Four comes back to life,
"We have a small problem. All four engines have stopped, I fear.
Touchdown safe on runway's grace, a cheer erupts on board,
Moody guides his crippled bird, averting certain doom.
For Moody, Greaves, and Townley-Freeman, our gratitude we raise,