𝙋𝘼𝙐𝙇@ouma_neko
We walked into Kenyatta National Hospital with our own eyes open and what we saw should shame a nation.
An oncology machine has been broken for almost ten months. Ten months of silence. Ten months of excuses. Ten months of cancer patients being told to wait while tumors don’t wait.
KNH, the country’s flagship hospital, cannot treat its own cancer patients. So they are quietly exported to The Nairobi Hospital, paying “subsidized” fees while a public machine gathers dust. This is not incompetence. This is organized theft. This is how cartels eat: break public systems, starve them of repairs, then cash in on referrals.
Cancer patients are not sick enough to matter to this government. They are business opportunities.
Members of Parliament, governors, cabinet secretaries none of them trust the hospitals they preside over. When they fall ill, they board planes. When the poor fall ill, they are handed queue numbers, broken machines, and prayers.
We are told to clap while SHA collapses at KNH.
Patients wait three days because systems are “down.”
Pre-authorization takes four days for a sick person who cannot breathe, cannot eat, cannot sleep.
The government still hasn’t expanded the SHA package to KSh 800,000, while cancers advance freely.
This is not policy failure. This is policy violence.
Uhuru Kenyatta handed over functioning systems. Then William Ruto happened.
Then neglect became strategy.
Then pain became governance.
And hovering over this disaster is a Ministry of Health that looks the other way while money disappears. Ruto and Duale preside over a sector where machines stay broken, patients are outsourced, and cartels flourish. If this is not stealing from the sick, what is?
We cry to the international community: look at Kenya.
Cancer patients are being punished for being poor.
Public health is being deliberately sabotaged.
Lives are being shortened not by disease alone, but by greed, delay, and state indifference.
We wronged ourselves when we normalized lies.
We wronged ourselves when we accepted excuses.
Now the bill is being paid by cancer patients lying on benches, staring at broken machines, waiting for approvals that never come.
This is a cry.
This is an accusation.
This is a record of shame.
History will remember who let the machines die and who watched patients die with them.
