“She is my wife,
She should be proud,
she is nothing without me.”
I am ashamed,
I wear my shame close to my husband.
I am the victim.
I am nothing more than an object,
a pretty face who is silent.

“She nothing more than a mortal.
Too many flaws.
Always displeading me!”
I outsmarted my husband,
bound him, drugged him.
Made him pay for what he has done.

“My love.
How could you not adore me?
I am Zeus!”
The “almighty” Zeus,
with mortal flaws.
My attacker, my “loving” husband.
His evil lies deep in him.
He’s nothing more better than his father Cronus.

“She’s a traitior
not to be trusted.
She is not loyal”
I lead a rebellion.
I was hung from gold chains.
I can outsmart him

I am Hera
“I am Zeus”