Clinic For The Poor (Freewrite Writing Prompt Day 2898)

And in the midst of all the drama, the governor declared a state of emergency in all the state hospitals. Uju murmured. But is it not just ridiculous? I remember how my brother Ugonna died in that God forbidden hospital after we struggled to stabilise him at that Clinic.

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Mtcheww, that wretched clinic retorted Uchenna, that clinic for the poor. But I told you, Uju, I told you. We would have saved our dear brother, assuming you listened to me. Just because you were afraid of spending the money Samuel sent to us. And now, are we not regretting it?

Regretting what, Uchenna? Regretting what exactly? What took the governor that whole time? We have state-of-the-art hospitals around us; we would have even rushed him to the general hospital, but it was just a death trap then. But look at what is happening now, Uju moaned. Haa, we lost him, we lost him just like that, and suddenly, the sleeping governor has woken up from his deep slumber and declared a state of emergency in all hospitals.

Standing up and walking away from the living room, Uchenna sadly whispered, Hmm, that event, that sad event will remain evergreen in my memory. And that is the reason they renamed that clinic, “ a clinic for the poor,” because most people who died there have the same history of poverty written all over them.

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