Short Magma Poems

When Magma Begins To Flow

When magma begins to flow
The wise begins to build bridges,
And construct channels and dams
That the god of magma
may be worshiped

When epidemics begin to rehearse 
the sages begin  to dig tombs
and cane drums in their bald heads
That those who perish
may rest case in troubles

When hens begin to crow
the cocks begin to quack  power
and foxes hire grasshoppers for dinner
That the land of chickens and hoppers
may endure forever