Yourself being stricken by poverty though you have worked your way off the charts; not poor by the unnecessary stuff you assimilate rather deprived of the basic amenities you seek out.
Yourself on the threshold of failure, not from your side but the way you are made from the outside world.
You have lost the power of reasoning, not having optimistic attitude you always had, altogether a resonance strike hard at you for all the wrong reasons.
In fact you have given the world your best and your intentions are well deserved and of course you are Noble. For all the unintentional and external reasons, you have been disastrously let down by the rulers and your fellows. Suddenly you are circled out of your group and they don’t recognize you anymore. You are becoming diminished from your sense of pride you always had.
All you hear is that you have lost it. Suddenly you think that it is the end of your line. This is not your decision, for it has been forced upon you. You are great as you don’t know anything other than meeting others need. At last, you have no door to look for, as you finally take your last decision of life; You are no more.