Fathers have the responsibility to raise and care for a child and to take that young life and help it grow into a man of integrity. Father's are the weight and God of their child's world, whatever happens to that life is their doing.

The lit candle flickered, its deep, bright, yellow flamed danced and carefully licked the side of the glass it was contained in. I lay on my bed watching the commercials drag on tediously, and I waited for the news to resume. White light from my television and computer screen cascaded over my room, creating with the candle, a flickering light. The news resumed and continued with the headliner of the dark evening. "Father kills his son." I sat on my blue sheets and wondered what compels a father to do such a thing to his own son, to create a loss of life in life, and to raise a hand against his own child in such a destructive manner.

Such things make me question the quality of man. Are people really as good as we make them out to be? Who can I trust? Or does the problem life with the Creator? Why would he have any need for a child's wisdom, and why would he take a child like that?

I know the problem lies in the wickedness that some people possess, but my heart breaks to think that a child can be hurt by his own father. Did his father not see the beauty and the life that he possessed? Did he ever see his son playing in little Velcro overalls, racing up and down hills with a cookie in his little pudgy hand, or watch him stick his small foot into his mouth and drool run down his pink small toes? For a father to take that little innocent life and end it is unforgivable.

Children are the most precious thing in anyone's life. It's the reason a son leaves his mother and father, to go out and start his own family. But when a father becomes an enemy what is child to do?