One More

You didn’t bake time
so stop asking for one rhyme
each day with a line
when all you can do is chime
and let the world have a mime.

there’s always one more,
there’s always a net to score
what do you fight for?
why’s your mind bent on a whore.
there’s always one more for sure.

so please, do it now
tell the world you’re just the cow
these words will allow.
If on this page you can’t plough
that means God mistook his vow.

Ruddapoet