The River Styx

I know a few good souls who ferry me fro
across the River Styx from death to life
when my old ways have drawn me down
towards the mire and close to Charon
who waits and tempts us all towards him
with his gloom.

And when these few souls I know drift
from this shore themselves,
then I myself will go to skim grey stones
beside them as we taunt Death and laugh at life.

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