Readjustment

Know that parental and financial conditions,

flew me to another nation,

where words must go under translation.

Ordained to this situation,

I progessed through error and correction,

fueled by the sight of cessation.

Rancor's burning sensation,

caused by the fearsome competition

of acceptance to a higher education.

Each passing moment brings a varying excruciation,

which brings suffering exhaustion,

from constant exertion.

Anticipating my return to the country of less discrimination,

I studied though the use of the rising cybernation,

ultimately drawing me back to the state of cowboy fascination.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My country

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