Poems survived

I love the idea to create with your mind,
Why hide away ..be undefined?

Poets will dream ,..
dreams ...become underlined.

The furositry of man has extinguished the land.
But you cant stop the hand from wrighting 
These stands.
Poetic pieces,and cromatic thesis,
Is all that will last.
 
Threw all the ash ,and
threw all the clash...
..Of humanities crimes.

The fire they lit ,tho not to forget
Forests of poems survived.