CayCay Godwin Poet Lyric

Ruled By a Clock

When I was born, who would have thought
I’d grow up to be ruled by a clock.
Clocks mock dreams while hours gawk - 
clicking off our minutes, letting seconds go - -
		
		Did I turn the coffee and iron off,
		remember drops for my cough ...
		oh, I don’t know, darn traffic is slow.
		Kindly push your pedal and go – go,
                come on now!  We need to roll.
		If I am late, I’ll get penalized so.
		Got to chew fast and ignore my dog's wag.
		If I dawdle, someone will get mad.
		So much to deal with, rules, rules and more,
		so much crap I cannot ignore.
                Are there more points for being on time
                than for completing work that is prime? 
                I want to shout for upper brass
                to remove their clock from my ass.

There’s a complete person who I am,
yet my wants get the work week cram.
Job clocks are feeling-lame, greedy-aimed
and make my life a punctual strain ...

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Christopher Delegans February 11, 2025 at 10:22 PM I really liked this one! I always called time a non stop plow. This really resonates. CayCay Godwin February 12, 2025 at 10:11 AM It is a special feeling when someone comments on one of my earlier writes. All too soon, poems are buried under new poems, becoming old way too soon. So, I especially thank you for uplifting comments ... CayCay

Eve Roper August 1, 2021 at 1:00 PM A clock, like it was real running our lives. But so true.... Hugs eve

Paula Goldsmith July 12, 2021 at 9:50 AM WOW!!! What a fun and true write. You nailed it. Have a blessed day.............

Jennifer Proxenos May 31, 2021 at 1:17 AM This poem is so clever and so true Cay Cay, we all should read this as it affects us all, the only advantage with the clock and business and I is that I can start at any time, because we work from home and can work till late if I choose, but for everything else the clock is the boss, tiresome sometimes. Love and hugs, Jennifer.

David Scott February 6, 2021 at 10:52 PM I know how that feels never enough time l have poem on here called time been trying to rework great introspection xx davidscott

Lindsay Laurie September 24, 2020 at 5:47 PM G’day CayCay … how true. We are ruled by the clock in all our waking hours. There is a real frustration in this lyric CayCay - thank you - Lindsay

Andrea Dietrich August 18, 2020 at 4:56 PM Hey, my lady, I am missing you. please give me a phone call. It's been eons!!

Joanna Daniel August 14, 2020 at 1:38 AM Hi CayCay, most of us are ruled by clocks as you beautifully depict here, hope all is well with you:)

John Watt July 29, 2020 at 5:11 PM I too am hoping all is well with you CayCay, missing your optimism and lovely poetry. In my thoughts. Hugs ~ John

Richard Lamoureux July 28, 2020 at 11:09 AM At first I thought is said Ruined by Clock. Well expressed Cay Cay as only you could do it. A valuable use of my time to stop by. Hugs Rick.

Jennifer Proxenos July 28, 2020 at 7:12 AM Hey you my dear dear CayCay - I'm very concerned about you, I hope you are well. I love this poem - so much what every ones life is like nowadays. Always in my thoughts, Jenny.

S.Zaynab Kamoonpuri June 23, 2020 at 9:21 AM Yeah I can relate to be controlled by the clock and deadlines ah as you speak of in your awesome fantastic poem!!!The clock rules and waits for none. Kudos! ...........---------- Plz pleez do read and comment my newest piece, a prose and do also read the articles and data I have copy pasted in comment section below the poem so you will confirm the matter further.

Harry Horsman June 5, 2020 at 10:08 AM Brilliant poetry CayCay, Yes time and the way we measure it. Reading your wonderful poem, does make me think, what the world would be like without, clocks and time? Just the sun, moon and stars.

Michael Tor June 4, 2020 at 9:51 AM Cay Cay what a clever write. I really enjoyed this one... Blessings

Connie Marcum Wong June 1, 2020 at 4:27 AM I can certainly relate to this poem CayCay. If I was late I would miss my flight and that never happened in 34 years, but many times I almost didn't make it in time. I loved this rage against the clocks. I hope this is a top winner for you my friend. I hope you are doing well with your move Blessings xxoo

John Watt May 25, 2020 at 11:11 PM CayCay, I loved your write and I can so relate. I envision heaven having a big bin by the pearly gates where we will throw our alarm clocks, wristwatches, and timestamp clocks before we walk into a paradise free of deadlines. Well done, my friend, best wishes to you. Hugs ~ John

Jennifer Proxenos May 17, 2020 at 2:27 AM You have 3 hats and all work so well for you I mostly like your silly hat, put this wise /clever hat suits you very well also - your 3rd hat is wistful, whimsical and fairy like - you wear them all to perfection! From your South African friend Jenny -love and hugs.

Andrea Dietrich May 15, 2020 at 9:36 PM your creative juices are flowing . this one is a FAVE for me, my favorite all day. CayCay Godwin May 16, 2020 at 1:06 AM That's so sweet that I don't even mind knowing you'll probably never see / read this thank you from me, besides I know you'll feel my Andrea-appreciation whether you notice this comment or not. Love ... CayCay

Jan Allison May 15, 2020 at 5:09 PM such a clever take on the shutter speed contest - I imagine things have changed for you with lockdown and you may not have to watch the clock so much and live life at breakneck speed. a fantastic contest entry:-) hugs Jan xx CayCay Godwin May 16, 2020 at 1:18 AM Hey - good to see you. It was easy to recall my feelings about work and time from the 35 years I did both. IIronically, my life's routine deliberately borders on the reclusive side of things so it hasn't changed much activity-wise. I did make and wear my first mask today following YouTube instructs. I wasn't in the store long before I realized masks are difficult when one is claustrophobic. I hope you and yours stay playful and healthy thru and thru. DO IT. Hugs ... CayCay

Rico Leffanta May 15, 2020 at 2:07 PM Thank your stars you don't live in Germany where noon means EXACTLY 12 o'clock, not one minute before nor one minute after! Aloha! Rico

Gershon Wolf May 15, 2020 at 1:39 PM Hard to avoid... Maybe a walk in the forest will help... Really enjoyed your write: Clever as ever and pearls of wisdom. Thanks, CayCay! ~ gw

Joanna Daniel May 15, 2020 at 10:04 AM Brilliant take on the contest topic, CayCay, I see a sure winner:)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart May 15, 2020 at 8:40 AM I think my blood pressure went up just reding this. I remember when my watch broke, how freeing it was! When I walk the dog I usually leave my phone at home for just this reason, to be clock-less. Enjoyed this tremendously! Hugs, xomo Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart May 15, 2020 at 8:41 AM ...and this poem, literally affecting! I was a bike courier 20yrs of pedaling deadlines. ~x!