May 29, 2010 | 2010 Articles, Reedley News, Teens, Terrific Tales

by Kristalyn Patzkowski

Why have I continued
This for so long?
The question lingers in
My mind.
Why would I put myself
Through all of this?
My heels roll on the road
And instantly my foot
The pain is too much
To bear.
I just wish that the
Blisters that have surfaced
Would pop open and all of
The contents of my foot
Would spew out.
Then I would be numb.
I would not have to
Stand all of the commands.
I could finally question
All of their authority. And
I would not have to
Endure all of this.
In this moment,
Tears roll down my cheeks
And I know.
This is what it takes
To be a cog in
The Big Green Marching Machine.

Kristalyn Patzkowski is 16 years old and an ongoing contributor to our Teen Talk section, but prefers writing that is not assigned, especially poetry.


  1. Nice job Kristalyn! Your pain, someone else’s gain…I always get a rush being up close to the marching band! 🙂

    • Hey Rodney! I bet you didn’t know that I wrote this poem last year. Being a freshman, I was just getting situated in the band. In the last two years that I have marched with the band, my marching technique has improved, and I don’t have as much pain now. The fact is I get a high from being in the band. I can’t imagine not being a member of the Big Green Marching Machine.

      .-= A recent submission from Kristalyn: “Pirates” =-.


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