With every Athan and every church bell that rings, I pray to God and ask him to heal me.I ask him for another sunrise and another tongue that would only utter the words that end wars.
I pray for a neck that would reach out for the sky.
I pray for hands that would give life to every dead thing they touch.
I pray for a chest that doesn't set my lungs on fire every time they try to break my ribcage and set themselves free.
I pray for a hair that doesn't smell of all the cigarettes each lover lit with their hands in mine.
I pray for eyes that would only cry when they're cried for.
I pray doe a heart that doesn't beat irrationally for the sake of possessing all the love in the world.
I long to be human.