I have to do a slam poem presentation for my creative writing high school class. Could I say this poem for my slam preformance? Thanks! Oh green and yellow, and black keets, Who hold reflective fetishes, Who gaze into seared glass portraits for countless hours, Why do you do that? Is it because of your Feathery wings that can carry you for miles? Or because of your majestic patterns that draw Any eye unto you? Or could it be a struggle, a fight to find out who you are? With two great feet you stand perched, On top the world, able to let your mind roam free. You hold the keys to the gateway in the sky, To the currents in the wind, To the mysteries of the clouds. Do they whisper soft and low? Can they make music to the ears like you can? Can they hold a haven for troubled times? For I do not know where you fly, But you have reason, a gift from above any cloud.
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