Duty Or Burden?

I joined of my own free will, no conscription did force me, for I do not apply. For nearly two decades, I did obey an inner calling, one I carried since childhood. I felt a desire to be a part of the greatest gang in the world. Finally, I did achieve my intent, for half my life, I lived the dream. I performed well, loving every moment, not understanding why. I did what many could or would not do. I did the unimaginable. Over and over again. I did all that was asked of me. I didn't do it for myself, I did it for Them. Now my dream rudely ends. To be awakened abruptly by the fact I am no longer wanted. My goal just beyond my fingertips, whisked away by a penstroke. Now I try to imagine myself without the brotherhood. It feels dreary and cold. How can such a great place use our youth in such a way then discard them along the road of life? Unwanted? Rejected? We now trudge through life, purposeless. Without fight. We live in the past, with the visions they created.