A wish cuts both ways: greetings for the good and curse for the bad. I say:
Why worry for the wicked,
they know their evil ways.
they plot and scheme,
they attack and kill,
they chose their side.
Why see them as strong,
they are also flesh and blood,
they get sick and lonely,
they will harvest hatred,
they will eventually die.
Why not let them think they won,
they will be notorious,
they will grow old and limp,
they will be hunted down,
they will pay, sooner or later.
(Note: This is an edited re-post.)