by Ric Berrong
I survived through high school, though confused and lost
I survived through the 80's, Reaganomics, bad clothes and all
I survived my families betrayal when I came out, accepting my truth for myself and no one else
I survived a physically and emotionally abusive cruel partner, though the reality is I don't know how
I survived the amputation of part of my foot, though I struggle each day
I survived being used for my kindness and hopefully learned many lessons
I have not survived a Japanese game show because I've never been on one
I have survived inherited baldness, mostly thanks to styling options and stylish hats
I survived several broken hearts, thanks to time, duct tape and super glue
But today I am tired, unsure how much more I can withstand and still survive
Though I have no other options or choices, just accepting what is thrust upon me
Hoping all my dues are one day paid in full and I can begin enjoying this life and not just surviving it
SAISAR unlimited foundation
- Saisar SADDI Berrong
- Happily and proudly married queer male to my beautiful partner Devon. My love and inspiration for a wonderful life is Saisar Saddi Berrong (February 28, 1996 to August 9, 2009), a very beautiful, spoiled and loyal chow/lab mix. (SADDI is far more human and humane than most of the 'humans' we have encountered within my life) I am an award winning poet (Famous Poets Society 1996) with a strong passion for photography. Devon and I are planning to open our own gallery to highlight not only our own talents, but those who are not yet known within the arts community. Everyone needs a beginning and we want to encourage that space and confidence for others. I am also a writer, currently working on a book about my life, the struggles and overwhelming joys. But right now my direction in life has shifted because of my precious SADDI's death. The SAISAR unlimited foundation will work to raise funds for people struggling with vet bills. We will also gather supplies to give to dogs, who along with their humans, are homeless. The memory of SADDI will live on by the good that can be done within the community.