Momentary

I have a story to tell How they lived well in the dark age How freely people studied as a sage That school wasn't a hell There was a time A time when the cheers are true When everyone is duly sublime With care far to reach the blue I have some views to question All comes out of my suggestion Why has it become early to school? Can't there be evening classes so cool? We all have changes to make To design a story of our take In the aqua aura process, grace sees to live It savoir the best regards for love Whence unreturnable love is a good night And chaos greets it good morning; it alerts fright I know people peopled evil Plans so disaster don't make themselves What if earth is empty ? Can it be this seeming ambiguous in its duty. Unbearable to some, Hanging over their collars. Taking onto challenges that come, Makes many see it a better ground for scholars. Growing wings, Impeaching kings. But it used to be after the death of one, Comes another at his turn. Moments of change Picture itself strange