How unfortunate it is when one of your children is diagnosed with a cancerous tumor and you are powerless to save their life from this deadly cancer.

Additionally, you are from a marginalized Black community.

How unfortunate it is to watch your child die in your arms while you are helpless, shedding tears of pain and grief for your child.

I love my child and I don't want him to die. I don't want to lose my child.

When Mohammed was 4 years old, I noticed a swelling next to his right eye. I thought it was a bacteria that would heal quickly.

But unfortunately, it lasted for two months, and then I noticed the swelling growing.

After I went to the doctor, I received the shocking and painful news.

Mohammed has cancer.

I told the doctor, "My son will die."

The doctor said this swelling can be removed with a surgical excision.

My child is still at risk of dying.

I am helpless. I don't have the $25,000 to remove the swelling, pay for the medication, etc.

Dear world, I love my son so much that if you gave me the choice between this planet full of gold and my child's death, I would refuse.

I beg you to save my beloved Muhammad from death.

Donate to save his life for me.