Last hope

He took a mould and tapped my head
packed me pristine and thus he said
"You are my last hope, go live your life"
and he sent me down, all on myself, all too naive
and I was unpacked and shown the world
that how we spin in this morbid whirl
and I guess I inherited a guiding light
which helps me cope in this gloomy night
I am HIS son, and I know that well
and I will do my bit, my bit for this hell
but how I wish, I was not his last hope
will this last forever? my mind says - nope!