Is Death Here? Poem by Steven Harris

Sitting in a pub reading a
book
and the strong dark thought of
death comes to mind
that possible future of dying is strong
right now
thinking it could happen at any
moment
just one fell swoop of death could
come across me
and what's this
i cant feel my heart
is this it?
am i dying now?
that beat is invisible right now
i can't feel it
i'm scared i might be walking to that
moment now
death is on its way i ask
nobody can see me in the
pub
so did i die here
am i ghost in the pub
will i haunt this place from now on
and i voice from the bar comes
across
would you like a beer mate?
and i know than that death has been
held off
i survived that thought of dying
'yeah, i'll have another'
i'm safe now
i'm still alive and i feel it
i can feel my heart beating again
that thought of death and knowing i'm
still here
it's made me respect being alive
but its always there
always round the corner
death with a hammer
death with a fist
death a pretty sheet
ready to put it over me
any moment it could come.