What Poetry Is This?

I sense a terrible struggle beginning;
Yet, I cannot ascertain whence it began;
Whether it comes from deep within my soul,
Or, if I'm finally becoming a man.
I'm sure I'm asking the wrong questions,
But, they're the only questions I know:
Should I prepare for an inward journey?
Should I have read Attar, Kipling and Poe?
I've been foolishly prideful
And, suddenly, I'm quite ashamed;
Many things I would do differently,
Though most of my sins are unnamed.
If the encroaching storm is Destiny,
Am I fated to be ill-prepared?
Is it within my grasp to alter some plan,
Just by knowing that I should be scared?

© MadPoetnExile

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