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AHMAD HOLDERNESS
So of what tribe or race or religion might you be, That like garri, you weren’t planted like a seed From your father’s stalk? That your mother vomited you rather Than push you by force or by blade through The face or jaws of her bowels? So you came out Flaky like a southerner, starchy like an easterner, Or floury like a northerner, doughy like a westerner And you forget that there is a unit in unity That is made of you and I.
Ahmad Holderness is a poet, aspiring writer and a medical doctor. He draws inspiration from conversations with the helpless and believes poetry can be used as a medication. He is also currently experimenting with medical-Haikus.
