The Tin Man Fights Back

Clandestine cancer coolly consumes, creating the barrier to a barbarian brew. “Esophagial.” “Metastasized.” Words supposedly are news, though dredge life in discomfort and terror held in the world of an unknown tomorrow. Tears creep cowardly as though their kindness is in their cruelty. Gratified in such a way as to see the fear fight too. But NO! Fear. It shall not win. Neither the cancer. The Tin Man Fights Back! Ronald Schlueter, it is now your time. Your pedestal awaits. Fight boldly and courageously, without finances in the gates. For while you held the only job within your household dear…for while your wife and son at home shall by your side stay near…Nay I tell you, do not fret. To money you will not be tied. Gofundme has presented us the moment to provide, an alternate so you may afford this growing wave and tide. Stage 4 is merely circumstantial. God knows what you can bare. So fight for all the tomorrows that once had no thought nor care. Show the world what you are made of, and how God walks by you still. Destroy the cancer as it came, with diligence and zeal!