Red water.

Red water, red water how do you bleed
you've been accused of murder, how do you plead?

My children within, I needed to feed
I took what was required, and the rest were freed
you'll never comprehend the complexities of this deed,
for I pre-existed the first mortal seed
I understand better, the immortal creed.

Red water, red water how do you bleed
you've been accused of murder, how do you plead?

A public end.

The pain, that I feel
my skin, I want to peel
and escape in the crowd
and the cry will be amidst, a more powerful sound

Lone hero

An actor without a cast
grenade without the shrapnel filled blast
the champion that came last
a final breath, which came to fast

Salted water

Drop by drop it falls
to form a bitter stream,
to the soul it calls
that the pains being freed

A story in liquid form
a rainfall without the storm
clouds part to show the sun of the early morn.
An entourage for the new born