To the Letter

Were we missing something?
Go back and check,
Right away,
It might be missing,
And we have to find it.

Our lives depend on it,
Our liveliness
Our fates are tied up 
In the monastery at the 
Top of the hill

Are there enough
Components of the
Curve, to send us
Into an "s"
Or drive up 
An "R"?

We won't know until 
We give it a go
So all together
Now it's the time
To push as hard 
As our arms and legs
Will carry
Dear,
Sincerely,
Ours.