What I Am

I am the creature high in the air,
When you so think I am Superman.
I am just flying by as you stare,
Imagining hope in my wingspan.

I am the yellow eyes in the dark,
When you think that they’re sunlight.
My claws are poised, my fangs like a shark;
You will stay in this cave one more night.

I am the water in the dessert,
When you’re parched and in need of a drink.
As you run closer there is just dirt;
A mirage will make your heart sink.

I am the space shuttle’s heat-proof tile,
When you‘re watching me land from the ground.
There’s fire and smoke and now only I smile;
In fire the poor Challenger drowned.

I am all things that can disappoint
Or sway you fro and to.
But I do believe you get my point.
You get my point, don’t you?