He

 From a prompt #280 Sunday Scribblings Forward

He always postulated that a time will come

When by rubbing against heads, thoughts could be shared

He wrote in his book

That the world would be ruled by dangerous fools

He warned that man will destroy himself

In search of perfection and going all high-tech

He warned, he postulated, he theorized

And trapped in his stubble was a conviction

That surprised many

May be he was right

May be he was wrong