Scooped on the lab

You see it blinking on the screen
Yet you cannot believe.
Your plan is public,
your idea not yours anymore.
It has been put in the words of a stranger
Written on a paper
that never entered your lab.
They ran faster than you
Using instruments of higher power
While you played with dusty lenses
And blind lasers.
Embrace it and own it,
Your idea was that good.