Doomed, or Dead
by Jerome Baquilar

When the heart jumps in pace,
or even slows the way down,
Hands get a lot more moist,
Hair stands from the skin it's on,
When around a million and one
Thoughts run loose in the mind,
It even feels like you've
Left your earthly body behind.
Then you'll know that you're
Doomed, and can only wait,
Or, you're at the moment of
Your destiny, your ultimate fate.