Utterly Prophetic Poem by Denis Martindale

Computers can get so advanced
They could predict for Man
With software that has been enhanced
To help fulfil this plan...

And so it was, three decades past,
Elijah Five was made,
So that the nations knew at last
With data it displayed.

Technicians printed off each sheet
As it poured out its reams...
For days and weeks until complete,
Man's hopes and dreams and schemes...

At first they made no sense at all,
As if they were in code,
Great expectations seemed to fall,
Though data overflowed...

Then all at once, one guy declared,
He thought he understood...
And when his findings he had shared,
Elijah Six made good...

The printers started up once more
For hours, days and weeks...
Till everybody knew the score...
The truths each nation seeks...

The New World Order started soon,
Fulfilling what was known,
At first they thought it was a boon,
But then new truths were shown...

Elijah Seven, Eight and Nine
Expressed their grave despairs,
Yet everybody towed the line,
Despite their fervent prayers...

Elijah Ten was not so grim,
He turned their hopes around,
But cynics said Man's hopes were slim
When Antichrist was crowned...

They didn't recognise this man
Until it was too late...
By then they couldn't stop or ban
And so, succumbed to Fate...

But God looked down... and Christ was sent...
A second chance to give...
To save the world no President
Could ever help us with...

Elijahs Five to Ten had done
What none had done before...
They made Mankind forget God's Son,
His future to ignore...

Of all rules, here's the Golden Rule:
God knows from first to last...
Yes, God knows all and God sees all,
The future and the past...