Clubbing Through the Ages
Being hit over the head, or drinking to excess. Oh Boy, it hurts one’s head just the same.
Clubbing Through the Ages
In days of old, within cave walls,
our ancestors wielded clubs,
each thud a rhythm of survival,
each strike a dance with the primal beasts.
Through shadows cast by flickering fires,
they hunted to fill their bellies,
defended their kin with mighty arms,
a raw barroom brawl of nature’s will.
Fast forward to neon nights,
where we gather in crowded pubs,
arms raised high in toasting revelry,
modern clubbing, a different kind of fray.
With laughter spilled like cheap spirits,
hearts racing from beats and drinks,
we dance on tables, thoughts submerged,
seeking courage in the bottom of a glass.
Yet both paths, ancient and now,
lead us down a treacherous trail—
one to the hunt, the other to excess,
in search of solace, but finding our fail.
For clubs of stone or clubs of thirst,
we swing for truth in different ways,
the wild beasts then, the demons now,
both leave bruises and a lingering haze.
So, raise a glass, but heed the past,
as shadows dance beneath the moon,
the clubbing of ages echoes still—
whether with weapon or spirit’s tune.
In the end, though battles may change,
the toll on health remains the same—
whether one’s clubbing to conquer or binge,
both can leave a mind bruised and estranged.
Writer’s Note. Hi in the olden cave days, if you got hit over the head by a club, it hurt badly. Today, when you go (pub) clubbing in excess, oh boy, it hurts the brain too. How meaning changes, yet the impact and consequence remain timeless.
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (5)
Hysterical!!!!!!!!!!
THe picture grabbed my attention the words kept me here. Relatable and funny. I loved these lines: 'So, raise a glass, but heed the past, as shadows dance beneath the moon,'
This is quite humorous what you have wrote. I was a person that really did not go 'clubbing'. If I want to drink to and get a buzz I drink at home maybe with a few friends back when, now really the only time I drink is my birthday with a beer or New Years Eve. Good job on the poem.
Like the style ☀️
Great poem! Good job!