A life destroyed

Upon entering the room, the crowing was remarkable
with each labored breath he took.
The oxygen mask to his face, his neck sinking in
with each inhalation.
You would think I was describing an old man,
a smoker of the majority of his days.
But no, he is merely a seven month old
who fell to the destructive hands of his dad.
A beautiful boy with a full life ahead
suddenly destroyed by the anger
of a man who lacked patience.
The rest of his days will be spent
locked in a body that does not function
with a mind that does not see or hear.
He eats through the tube in his belly and
will soon receive a tube in his trachea
to help him breath.
And while he is locked in his body,
his dad will spend his days locked in a cell.
But is it fair that he will be able to see, hear,
breath through his nose,
and eat with his mouth?



**this is a post for Magpie Tales.  Click the link to read some terrific writers and try it out for yourself.
I'm also posting this to Oneshot Wednesday where some very talented writers meet :)