This Poem is Questionable

To be or not to be is not the question
when one doesn’t have a choice at birth.
What’s noble about suffering? is a better question.
To sleep perchance to dream is no use
if one is prone to insomnia.
How outrageous of fortune to sling arrows,
has she nothing better to do?
Ay, now, there’s the tub.
I’ll have a good soak before bed,
take the edge off.
Maybe even perchance a cup of cocoa.
To wash hair or not to wash hair? 

_{^{© N Nazir 2021}}

In response to Sammi Scribbles weekend writing prompt: Question, 84 words.

*This poem is a little blah but I was in the mood to write a poem about nothing much in particular. I like the restraint of a word limit, I don’t know why. Plus, I can’t resist a good Sammi Prompt.

*This poem is inspired by the very famous Shakespeare sonnet from Hamlet, which you can read in full here if you so wish: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/56965/speech-to-be-or-not-to-be-that-is-the-question

*I don’t actually have a tub.