Sullee J is back with another 'Spoken Word' this month. 'We Marched, Still'. This piece reflects the struggles of a whole race and speaks on various scenarios they had to battle in order to get where they are today.

In Sullee J's own words "I wrote this to keep us awake, and always remember where we came from. I feel like a lot of us forget or get spoiled in the hype. At one point, we fought and died over school and earning the privilege to read a book. Today we shoot each other and die over material things like who has the newest Jordan's? God puts us through things, but he also pulls us through them. He does this so, we can humble ourselves and appreciate what we have, not forget what we were granted!"

"We Marched,Even though we fought hard With hearts dark enough To darken the stars, We Marched, Still Even when our fathers were lynched And mothers convinced, There youngn's raped of there innocence We Marched, Still Even when the bright snow beat us And the great white restrained to feed us We had to walk miles for water Hydration was heaven, We question, Oh Lord, are you sure you still need us? We Marched, Still Conquered by the myth in our hearts, Real Thinking we were doomed at birth, We fought still With nothing but dirt, We carved steal Barricaded on the same earth, Today we oft chill We Marched, Still Died for generations, Couldn't feed our children knowledge Books weren't allowed penetration In the minds of those who's skin Was, but even one percent,  Dark, still We Marched, to kill Destroy the forced niche And eradicate the shovelers Who dug us this poor ditch And put limits on us Because the pigment was so rich We Marched, Still Til' the last breath was taken Til' our flesh was ripped off our backs, Still we believed in our creation We Marched, still To make a way for our seeds So today we could look back And not take for granted, What we shall receive We March, still Our hearts filled With patience, faith And scars, chilled But we persevere And starve stlll For the remembrance Of our forefathers Who fought, I feel It's been ages, But, we must not forget as we age, For the fight for freedom is ageless, And so I reveal I am the spirits of this eerie past, I had a dream, TO BE FREE AT LAST".

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