When a lots of effort and hard working quality are placed yet it fails(by kishern manickam)

The time of judgement arrives,
Eager for positive comments,
When the verdict is spoken,
Yet the efforts are wasted,
Tears of shame burns the thunders of  brightness,
Fears of blame earns the hinders of darkness, 
Ears of  damn hears the spiders of  laughter,
Turns one insane and vane,
What is it like,
To be neglected of hard earned efforts,
What is it like,
To be dashed away with hard earned hopes,
What is it like,
To be washed away with hard earned masterpieces,
What is it like,
To be laughed at the vile of evil,
What does it gain,
From dashing away ones hopes and dreams,
Nothing,
Whatever gained is wasted knowledge,
Applied with the best,
Yet wasted and washed down the drain,
And rotted by rain,
Crashed with vain,
Yet too unforgotten,
Is it for the best,
I ask again,
Is it a test,
I gain,
Is this for the sake of more,
To rake others for the greater good,
One's plight,
Might be be one's flight to death,
I ask,
What way can life provide for greater good of everyone,
It answered no,
There should be certain sacrifices by the great and the evil,
Never there has been a single hand of justice,
To be here in battle of one's right,
Yet it is always laughed and mocked,
Relentlessly till the very end.