Challenge
Write a poem with the beginning line....I sat down by the river Styx.
The Redo
I sat down by the River Styx.
Set aside by his mother Nix,
Charon testified 'gainst the call
For those she deemed too good to fall.
A diff'rent ferry came for me
To test me for epiphany
Of right and wrong and moral law
And outrage for the sins I saw.
One seat left for the one who could've
Spout some sense for I should've and would've;
I was angry, no self-reproach--
I saw Charon turn back, approach...
Ultimately it's left to us,
Which boat we take, which train or bus,
Which road we take for our last ride:
Hell's gates are locked from the inside.
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