Futility.

May I introduce myself?
"The nemesis of hope,
advocating fruitlessness
offering no hope.
Recommending you desist

Futility
I shout against this roaring clamour
that fills the space between us
While my every thought gets whisked away
by the

Futility 

It's the only leaf left on the tree of life.
All the rest have blown away.
It lives, it grows, but none live

I used to be known for my enormous ability,
But old age has left me with abject futility.

I once was the leader of a ten thousand

I am but a slave, working in the field;

a field of cubicles.

I am owned by life.

It seems everyone benefits from my labors