The Computer Called God
A computer called God, it won't be very
odd. It will fit in the palm of
your hand, right out of the mind of man.
It will never let you be alone. It will
feel like it's all your own.
This computer will call you by name.
If lonely, it will offer you to play games.
It will talk to you, like a friend, with words
and ideas that never end.
It will be with you when you are alone
at work, play or at home. It will not seem
odd when other people call it God. It
will have knowledge about the beginning time
to that which is currently on your mind.
It will have answers for all the questions
you ask. It will find them, quick and
fast. It will know all the people in your
family tree, including those who you
love and see.
Today, it is gathering information in a
cloud. But tomorrow, it will be running
wild with all the facts and information
about you. And, guess what? It won't be
anything you or yours can do.
Some will bow, worship it and fall in
love. But watch what happens When you
pull the plug. It ends that kind of God
and that kind of love.
All of this is being put in place right now,
right here in front of your face. And, in time,
they will say you knew. The papers will say
that's true. Now this God will love and tell
you how to love and what to do.
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E Poet | Year Posted 2018
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