I burned my bra!

Well it was an accident,

Because when I say I'm a child of the sixties,

I mean I was barely born.

And feminism took a strange twist in the 80's,

And I don't know where it's gone now.

But when I try to go braless,

Which is my preferred manner of doing things,

I scare people.

Even in my own home!

But this little accident in the bathroom with a candle 

Has come to bring down the high 

And level the low,

And I've seen the power.

I want to say it's the power of being synchronized with your self.

The liberation of having your modus vivendi 

Align with your preferred modus operandi.

But, who knows what this feeling is

Truly caused by?

The feminine mystique?

Or a new Mother Nature 

Truly takin over?

Sixties baby---

They had some goooood music!

And, I'm braless!

-jenn