just like everybody else

i scrawl my name on a brown paper bag, and cough.
i think i'm getting sick (just like everybody else).

i check the internet to see only one miner survived.
sadness once again, as so often, in todays news.

i brush my teeth and check my hair.
i need a haircut.

i have all the opportunity.
off to work again i go.

should i complain or should i go?