Hera´s story

Hera’s story

Women, listen

To your mothers

And don’t succumb to the

Wishes of men.

 

I was a working woman

Top executive

Vice President of a large

Corporation

 

I drank martinis

And never left the house

Without at least a sprinkle

Of Chanel no. 5

 

Prada, Dolce and Gabbana,

Gucci and Fendi were my

Closest friends.

Sophistication and beauty

Glitz and glamour

My faithful companions

There ´til the end.

 

But Alas! I fell in love.

And with the wrong

Sort of guy too.

 

He was a member of the

Executive panel

Had money, wine,

And cars that shine

His teeth were pearly white

His body nothing short

Of perfection

And oh, the power he exuded

His command no one could refuse.

He became president

In less than a year

He ruled over the corporation

Multi billionaire he was

 

And not only that, but boy

Did he have women too.

Anybody he liked

With a click of his fingers,

He could have.

 

He wanted me specially,

I knew it; I could see it in his eyes.

And I let him know I knew it

Tortured him slowly

Never giving in.

 

Cat and mouse is my favorite game

And I wasn’t about to get caught soon.

But one day, he caught me by surprise

I was leaving the office

At half past ten

Tired, exhausted

After a long day at work

Yawning I reached my home,

Parked outside my building,

Walked in, dragging my feet,

Into the lobby,

And guess who was there,

The one and only

Multibillionaire.

Charming, sleek,

With flowers in his hand.

¨I know it’s late…¨

He said,

¨But do you think I could buy you

Some coffee? ¨

He pointed towards the lobby corner,

Where a table for two (with two coffee cups

on it) were patiently awaiting us both.

 

Three months later, I was married to him.

Perhaps I should’ve waited longer.

It was barely our honeymoon,

And he had flirted with the maid

Kissed the surf instructor

And slept with at least three people

I met, and can recall by name.

 

I didn’t know this until two years later, when

I caught him getting hot and heavy

With my distant cousin who was visiting,

Susanne.

He confessed to everything,

Saying that a man with power

Cannot live by the normal standards

Other men are held up to.

 

He was sorry, he said…

But I knew he liked his lifestyle, and wasn’t about

To give up on it soon.

I threatened to leave him, but he said

He loved me too much to ever let

That happen…and then in turn

threatened to fire me if I ever did,

And said he would see to it that I

Never have a job again.

He can be a merciless boss.

 

He married me, he said,

On an impulse, a passion,

That had grown into love

With time.

The only one he could ever love

He said,

Was me, and only me.

Besides, I gave him good status

In the company

He added, with that charming smile.

I hated him for it.

As I hate myself

For being trapped in a bad marriage

And for ever falling in love with him.