Killing the Healer
Dr. Andualem was not just a doctor. He was a guardian of life, a man who had dedicated his days and nights to saving others. He had stood over hospital beds, comforting the sick.
He had wiped the sweat from his brow in overcrowded emergency rooms, stitching wounds, stopping bleeding, and bringing people back from the edge of death. And yet, it was death that found him. Not from illness, not from an accident—but from the hands of those who see no value in life, not even in those who give theirs to protect it.
How do we explain a country where doctors—those who heal, those who serve—become targets? How do we justify a society that allows its brightest, its most selfless, to be silenced? If a doctor, whose only weapon is compassion, can be slaughtered in cold blood, then what does that say about us? About the world we live in?
Dr. Andualem was not killed by a single bullet, nor by the hands that pulled the trigger alone. He was killed by indifference. He was killed by a system that has made life cheap, that has turned those who save lives into victims. He was killed because we have allowed this culture of violence to grow, to fester, to swallow even those who have no enemies, only patients.
His death is not just a tragedy—it is an indictment. It is proof that something is deeply broken. That those who hold power see no urgency in protecting the very people who keep us alive. It is a sign of a sickness far greater than any disease he ever treated: the sickness of a society that has lost its way.
How many more will we lose? How many more brilliant minds, how many more compassionate souls, how many more selfless healers will be taken before we understand the weight of this loss? Before we recognize that when we kill a doctor, we do not just take one life—we steal hope from thousands.
We must not look away. We must not forget his name. Dr. Andualem was a man who chose to save lives, and for that, his own was taken. If that does not fill you with sorrow, with grief, with righteous anger, then what will? If we do not demand to know why, if we do not ask who will be next, then we are all complicit.
A nation that kills its healers is a nation in decline. A society that does not protect its doctors is one that has lost its soul. And if we let this continue, we must ask ourselves—who will be left to save us?
Dr. Eyuel Mulisa
@HakimEthio
Dr. Andualem was not just a doctor. He was a guardian of life, a man who had dedicated his days and nights to saving others. He had stood over hospital beds, comforting the sick.
He had wiped the sweat from his brow in overcrowded emergency rooms, stitching wounds, stopping bleeding, and bringing people back from the edge of death. And yet, it was death that found him. Not from illness, not from an accident—but from the hands of those who see no value in life, not even in those who give theirs to protect it.
How do we explain a country where doctors—those who heal, those who serve—become targets? How do we justify a society that allows its brightest, its most selfless, to be silenced? If a doctor, whose only weapon is compassion, can be slaughtered in cold blood, then what does that say about us? About the world we live in?
Dr. Andualem was not killed by a single bullet, nor by the hands that pulled the trigger alone. He was killed by indifference. He was killed by a system that has made life cheap, that has turned those who save lives into victims. He was killed because we have allowed this culture of violence to grow, to fester, to swallow even those who have no enemies, only patients.
His death is not just a tragedy—it is an indictment. It is proof that something is deeply broken. That those who hold power see no urgency in protecting the very people who keep us alive. It is a sign of a sickness far greater than any disease he ever treated: the sickness of a society that has lost its way.
How many more will we lose? How many more brilliant minds, how many more compassionate souls, how many more selfless healers will be taken before we understand the weight of this loss? Before we recognize that when we kill a doctor, we do not just take one life—we steal hope from thousands.
We must not look away. We must not forget his name. Dr. Andualem was a man who chose to save lives, and for that, his own was taken. If that does not fill you with sorrow, with grief, with righteous anger, then what will? If we do not demand to know why, if we do not ask who will be next, then we are all complicit.
A nation that kills its healers is a nation in decline. A society that does not protect its doctors is one that has lost its soul. And if we let this continue, we must ask ourselves—who will be left to save us?
Dr. Eyuel Mulisa
@HakimEthio