Wanted

In all-round noise some day,
I'll hear our Planet say
That people disturb its life, thus
It thinks of changing some of us.
The Earth wants to change the greedy and blind
For generous, quick and very kind.
It wants a number of merciful,
Decent, industrious and faithful.
It likes to make friends with the loving and wise
And those who can think twice.
Wanted people who have good sense.
(All the rest mustn't take offence)
Wishing a harmony here and there,
Everyone ought to be friendly and fair.