Independence...it can be owned, it can be cruelly taken, or, it can be fought for. By kicking and scratching, biting and wailing, fighting tooth and nail to get our freedom is human nature in it's purest form. Every living creature on this planet yearns for the thing that is imprinted in our hearts and souls. Independence, freedom, a privilege and a struggle. Yet, it's not one to end in a winner and a loser, no, the fight for freedom is one that ends with The Champions. The inevitable push-overs, always defeat the upper-handed privileged sitting on their thrones made of  the bones of the people that they have wronged, the under-dogs will always win the game, the fight for independence is a never ending one, and yet it is won in little bits every day. For thousands of years, we humans have fought time and time again, against ourselves, against our own, against everything. We have fought again and again for our freedom, for our Independence, and I'll be damned if you were take that from us now. 

There will be no prisoners of this war, no white flags to save you. Cause if we go down, then we'll go down swinging...hard.