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American Healthcare

Suffering.

The crowd pushes around me,
Forcing my palms to meet with the ground

“Please just let me go-“ i plead,
My legs shaking, my breath short

All the while children tussle and parents cry, everyones ear perking up at the sound of the door

“Animals, the lot of you.” I can here the rich man say.

Is he wrong? Are we not all here to get a type of help that does not truly exist?

So many sick people, and not enough to heal them.

My arms falter, and my body folds in on itself. The feet kicking in my sides, stealing the few breaths i have left.

My mind collapses. The final breath exits my expiring body. My corpse continues to be crushed

Crushed by people who just want to make it themselves.

Everyone is so scared.

We are all scared.
Koulouri
Written by Koulouri
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Author's Note
A quick throw up of my feelings on the American healthcare system. I git attacked by a dog today. They torn up my hands and my face. You’d think id have help after 9 hours. You’d be wrong. I am still...
A quick throw up of my feelings on the American healthcare system. I git attacked by a dog today. They torn up my hands and my face. You’d think id have help after 9 hours. You’d be wrong. I am still in the waiting room, now dreaming I still have time to fix what was taken from me. I was told I likely have 4 more hours to go. Fuck American healthcare.
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