Another day, another life, another death, another fear. What is that thing holding us, holding Nigerians, preventing us from being great, from being all we can be and meant to be. We continually pray, we continually hope, we continually flee our country, yet we're the citizens and the leaders responsible for where we are and what we are. We are cheats, we're thieves, we're corrupt, we are killers, we are envious of our fellows, we backbite and slander, we refuse to read, to learn, to improve, yet we remain so wise and too wise in our own eyes. We continue to sink to a new low everyday and on every index and scale except for the negative. Poverty, frustration, death the only pictures millions see daily. I wake everyday empty, frustrated and tired, tired of my life as a Nigerian, wishing I can leave and never return, run away from my life, from me, from Nigeria, and the Nigerian in me. Fearful for my daily sustenance, fearful for my children yet to come, fearful for t...