Our own fault

Last night I drove around my outer city limits, it was a nice night, stars lit up the dark sky. As we drove we came through these new houses the city has been building. They were absolutely ugly, made to fit as many people as possible in as little of space allowed. As I sighed we drove down the street listening to our music in peace when suddenly we noticed a little brown bunny about a quarter mile down the road. We put on the brakes and as the car came to a halt the bunny continued to sit starring at our lights scared half to death. As he finally tried to run away he couldn't. His once open fields had been reduced to a two lane street blocked on either side by road blocks and barb-wire. He was trapped. He had to run down the street until he finally had a break in the fence to return to what little land he had left. Thanks to mans greed and belief that all land was to do with what saw fit. We have created a disgusting utopia with no room for animals. We as National Anarchists must fight to change this and to right our ancestors wrongs! For victory!