I cranked this poem out so late, I can't really remember writing it.  It has many contexts that you may take it in.  I welcome your feedback.

Lilies and moonbeams
Twisted by pain
Erupts from agony's screams
Hope now slain
Writhing toward the starless sky
Dancing in insanity
Hearing music only when innocents cry
Setting the maddness free.

Shedding light holds no sway
Like dreaded harpies they smile
And the demons are real as day
And linger in the heart for a while
Nor does the darkness comand
In confusion or mistake
To these demons rejected by body, sea, spirit and sand
Love is antidote to savage hate.