Yes I Am Wicked Poem by Gajanan Mishra

You are telling me wicked
Yes I am wicked
I talk ill
I think ill
I see ill
I hear ill
I speak ill
I wish ill
I am wicked
According to you
But what is ill
Please tell me
If everything
Everywhere and
In everybody
My Almighty is residing
Tell me if good
Would come about by itself
Where is wickedness
Nothing is ill
Nothing is wickedness
When my Almighty is
Granting me strength
Ability knowledge and courage
To do for the larger interest
For the welfare of all.