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| Misia by Pierre Bonnard |
(Inspired by the Pierre Bonnard painting, Misia)
She was taught from a young age
Money and fame was to be her life
Proper posture, a woman needs to be a wife.
Etiquette and elegance was the way,
Grand balls she would attend every day.
There her mother would introduce her
To all the prim and proper suitors.
None of which seemed to fit her taste.
Then one day a rich man made haste.
To this elder man it would be an easy task
For the mom was greedy he just had to ask.
To his land he would take her for the marriage
At noon they left in his large carriage.
For the first few weeks he showed her love,
Showered her with extravagant gifts from above.
He was twice her age and a bit charming,
Maybe a little too much, maybe a bit alarming.
Then it happened that one fateful day;
He beat and raped her made her submit in some way.
The only thing she thought was she was taught from a young age.
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