Why are you stealing our culture

a poem by Elaine E. Howie

Don’t you think I know what you are doing?
Everything I say you put into your news
But your little sayings you copy write
I see my grand children and I am worried
Because they don’t see what is happening
But I am looking watching and again
I ask why are you stealing our culture
Our dances you take from us
Our music is unsafe
Our very slang you somehow want to rearrange
Why are you stealing our culture?

You sit back and you chastise the makers
But you use it you plagiarize it
But nothing is said
Our food you have found the seasoning is good
And you put up restaurants and fast-food places
You cook it you eat it and you laugh at it
But your kids they love it so you must ignore it

So why again are you stealing our culture?
The hairstyles you have chosen that four score and seven
Years ago were not good enough for you but now
Oh a new day in a new way you make money off of our Culture
Why are you stealing our culture?

Do you think we don’t see as blind as you please mhhhnnn
I don’t see a black girl from the ghetto struggling
To make it to no ballet school with her own moves
Just white and Latino are some other race

Why are there not more black T.V. stations?
Why are they not allowed to pick their own shows?
I see Chinese with more stations then blacks
I see Latino with more stations every time I turn on the TV
Why are you stealing our culture?

I shake my head at the past things you’ve said
And quietly I say to myself now it is permissible?
The weave in your hair
The words that you swear
Are yours all made up?
Well I am here to tell you

You are stealing our culture but
We aren’t alarmed because you sure
Can’t steal our souls
Oh maybe I should not tell you this but our souls are made of gold
Ha ha ha yes I can see you take a double look how can I steal that too
You say but god gave it to us and you can’t take that away

And we have plenty more where that comes from
So as you steal and wheel and deal
Just know this old grandmother is watching you
And educating my grand kids in all that you do
Stop thinking us dumb for I was once a mom
And I don’t like you stealing our culture