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.......................and He looked down at the small boy, who He had just robbed of everything that mattered in his three years of life. Looked down at eyes that will one day , burn with hatred and loathing. Looked down at a child's face that will much soon become a man's. Looked down at lips that will never smile again. Looked down at tears that will never flow again, because he will never experience pain any greater than he had just walked through. Looked down at a head that will never go down till a breath is left. Looked down at a small body that will hurt itself everyday because of his helplessness. Looked down at the seed of hatred He had just sowed, knowing that time will not kill , but nurture him. Looked down at a life He knew , will always be against the wall,crawling, trying to stand up and falling harder with every effort. But He also knew that the boy will never go down, someday he will get up. He will be someone. That day, there would be a reckoning. That day, the circle will be over and the pain will go away. The boy will be beyond its reach.
All these things He knew. To Him all this was a game, nothing else. What the small boy didn't know as looked into the darkness, was that he had already been marked........that one day he will see the light and that day, he will choose the darkness......................
............ and in his own blood he will taste vengeance and find redemption.