Mr. Triangle

Oh Mr. Triangle, what are your secrets?
Are you just there to capture the minds
Of materialistic thrill seekers?
What does your eye see?
And does it survey for the benefit
Of the powers that be?

Oh Mr. Triangle, who designed you?
Are you an extension of God's plan?
And if so, what do you do?
Or are you a representative of Satan?
If he really exists,
And if that is your secret
Why do you lay in our midst?
What is your mission?
What is your essence?
And why do you arouse
Everybody's suspicion?

Oh Mr. Triangle, your the popular new trend
Your the world's obsession
And you're nearing your end
You've outlived your purpose
You have so much to hide
You're no longer wanted
People need a new guide
A new system is near
And its vision is clear
Soon you will be obsolete
And there will be nothing to fear.