Love is a Bird not a Monster

Fibonacci got it right,
The spiralling shell
Is that same universal
centre you mock.
That beast you believe
is to blame for all this
Is just a little girl
Who holds the key to unlock.
If someone mocked you
Would you set them free?
When they steal all your thoughts
And place their own names on them?
Perhaps the dove will not return
with the olive branch this time?
Perhaps she's had enough of being accused
And being lumbered with all her father's crimes?
Do you believe that love makes the world go round?
So then why do you rely on money so much?
The green man or the white dove?
Money or love.