January's Winner

The brainwashers

Real, so real, real, something you can feel
Hate, so much, much, something you can touch
Dancing with dead,
People dancing in my head
Diarama speaks through
In every little piece of
The vision of the blood I saw
Gripping with these hands of flaw
Need not wear a vest
Agility alone will save my flesh
And valor and courage will king my quest
Doing what I can, what I do best
Slicing my way west

-Sik Simon