A Guide

I hear you, nothing turns over a night. I have patience and then what is fight? How long can I wait if you are serving? Who comes over me and what is this bite? They are close you, you are caring them, But you never think a system isn’t bright. It is a matter of justice and equality, How can I stop you are robbing in a day light? Look at me, my fight is only for food, You always ignore me and flying as a kite. Your death is also a guide for my poor nation, You crushed me and my visionary sight.