Best Laundering Poems


I Robbed God

I was once a thief, never done for Stealing guns,
or knives. Money, laundering offences, or Somebody’s wife. 
I robbed God of tithes that I must pay; I was alive but a dead man 
Walking, not at my fullest potential in anyway.

Oh yes! I had God’s blessings and favour alright,
But limited to what I could have done without effort
Or fight.  I withheld what’s not mine, for a period of time,
Now I got the revelation (Mal 3:8-10) that it’s really not fine.

If you leave a comment it’s entirely up to you, free speech 
Make all your opinions known. But that’s under the law 
It has no trace, and I say if that was the law what should 
I be doing by grace.

I’ve made up my mind to do things God’s way, due respect 
To the opinions you’ve given today.  That won’t change a thing
God’s ways are best. I’ll go with my inner prompting and block
Out negative reasoning and the rest.

 I’ll give the first fruit not as a law but by faith, and watch the 
Windows of heaven open before it’s too late. God promise
To disperse the financial curse, and restore what the devil stole.
When I obey biblical principles, I’ll sure receive a hundred fold.

First fruits offered by Abel a more excellent sacrifice than Cain. 
The same applies to me whilst done in Jesus name; God’s intentions 
Are pure laid out that I would gain? His principle of the kingdom 
Are here to stay, I’ll embrace the fact and do it anyway.
© Abraham L  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Cyberpoetry: Bitcoin

Digital currency, the alternative to real cash, 
decentralized crypto currency, that can be securely stashed.  
No need for a bank, no central authority, 
worldwide currency exchanges, this means no digital minorities.  

Encrypted digital wallets on smart phones and computers, 
you can by tickets, dinner, or investigate another dark net user.  
The first BitCoin purchase was a pizza pepperoni, 
the acrimonial cicerone of matrimonial alimony.  

In other words the price will be paid for separating from the central authorities, 
the banks, the global financial powers and whoever else can afford to BE.  
Has BitCoin been tainted by SilkRoad and money laundering schemes, 
or will the power of cash and credit cards come under the same scrutiny?  

Economist wants to stop the misuse of BitCoin and maximize profits, 
but there are powers and other interest who only want to stop it.  
Paying your taxes with BitCoin may one day be a reality, 
the internet of things and the dark net, we are interconnected by technology.

Premium Member Cyberpoetry: Internetscams

Is scamming an issue of morals or an issue of gullabilities, your emotions and kindness can be vulnerabilities.  Beware of the four one nine, the code for scams, black money, virtual love, the psychology telegram.  People have been taken out for their anonymous cohorts, the lure of money, underground fame is being played like a sport.  Some economies thrive on internet fraud, it shows how humans and psychology are actually flawed.  This simple brilliancy will prey on the unwary, signed contracts, fake contacts, some will even trick you to marry.  Lottery scams, free kittens, a dignitary is in jail, but you can make triple whatever they’re asking you for bail.  Money laundering, missing assets, is this a moral issue, or a deeper societal virus where malignant virtues are the brand new.  Technological literate children in a perceived corrupt world, the future scammers, innovators, and investigators of this world.


Social Issues

Weapons and mass destruction
Traffic congestion

Infrastructure deterioration
Human experimentation

Child Abuse and Molestation
Church-State Separation

Toxic waste and unemployment
Exorbitant education

Police corruption and abuse
Alcoholism,Grey Goose

Can’t smoke indoors 
Can’t smoke outdoors

Big Brothers mouth roars
“STOP the POLLUTION”

When it’s big businesses
That has the solution
To air pollution

It’s not the consumers
So stop spreading those rumors

Medicare and Medicaid Reform
Trying to set the norm

Compared to
Money Laundering

And the show that some
Perform

Media Bias
Would stop if we only had
More Zechariah's 

Homelessness
In the U.S

It’s not a good reflection of America
Doing its best

Women fighting
For their equal rights

And racism lingering 
Day and night

Change must be bold
And in Highlight
© Lara Wash  Create an image from this poem.

Confessions of a White Sheep

TRANSLATION:   White sheep is deemed to be spotless
                        and blameless which depicts holiness.
                        But now,listen from the confession box;

Oh Lord! You know me,and my trespasses!

I been involved in money laundering,embezzlement,
 and abuse of office!

I demand respect without practice of self-limitation,
 humbleness and modesty!

I am the one who bewitched brother X,
 because I was scared of his popularity at church!

I have the habit of deserting my spouse,
 and engage in extra marital affairs!

I have helped young girls to abort unwanted pregnancies,
 using very powerful medicines!

I have produced and distributed pornographic materials
 [indecent,obscene and offensive] to the general public!

I have sexually abused  boys and girls for many years,
 at church and my workplace!

I been involved in internet scams for so long,
 robbing people their hard earned money!

I have been initiated in satanism since childhood,
 for protection,promotion at work and boosting my business!

I have offered tithes and offerings to support rebel groups,
 that terrorize innocent people especially women and children!

I have been supporting the gang of robbers that rob rich people,
 to plead not guilty to theft!

I have been acting as chief advisor to the leaders of drug dealing,
 prostitution and human trafficking!

All I NEED IS YOU LORD TO CREATE IN ME A CLEAN HEART!
       MATTHEW 7:13-29
chipepo lwele

Money Laundering

A mist led Sunday morning,

Indian Ocean walked beyond the territories,

Dressed in black cloth like a no moon night,

Some Banks sank under the Tsunami waters,

Currency notes floating like paper boats,

Dressed in wetness,

Launders came and ironed all the flood washed notes!


Premium Member Cyberpoetry: Peelingtheonion

Tor, the free software enabling anonymous communication, 
if you want to hide from network surveillance, traffic analysis, or identity verification.  Instant messaging, online forums, or the darkest deepest post, 
personal privacy and freedoms ambiguity are obscured by anonymous host.  

Technical and legal questions surrounds Internet anonymity, 
encryption, hidden services, international crime fighting abilities.  
The history of onion routing and the ability to anonymize, 
dates back to mathematicians and computer scientists’ theorizing.  

Criminal enterprises, law enforcement, and hacktivism groups,
are involved in the primordial anonymous soup.  
But being invisible on Tor is not guaranteed, 
something journalist, human rights workers, and whistle blowers need.  

If you remember SilkRoad then you know the police is dominant, 
they monitor bank fraud, money laundering and illegal sexual content.  
Tor aims to conceal the identity for the ordinary person, 
but of course it has been used for violent cohersions.

The Taxman Cometh

A devil in three-piece polyester
Sweaty jowls hanging over starched collar
Worker’s bane, savings account molester
Stalking your front door, try not to holler

Huntin’ for your cash; not all he will do
Piles of workers’ scalps under his front seat
Lambs to the slaughter for our Darthie-poo
Laundering funds for government elites

Business buys Washington, who buys the vote
Our tax dollars, the machine’s power source
IRS laws cut the middle class’ throat
Wall Street’s equal opportunity whores

Puts the “fun” in  “fundraising” for the Man
Darthie’s knocking and he’s not here to beg
One measly pound of flesh, that’s not his plan
By law, he’s due at least one arm and leg

4/20/16

Premium Member Superman

A cartoon
he flies over cities
saving the world
from reality

Child abuse
200,000 dead
humongous tariffs
concentration camps
money laundering with Russians
el fato dictator with out the tator
laughing stock
trillions of debt
science denied
witches in the Whitehouse
grabbing privates cause he brags
he can , he can touch your cans
no mathematician
yet good at division
the urinator of ignorance
the bankruptcy King


Khashoggi tried to expose the evil
Saudi Prince bids Trumps carnal desires
in the Turkish bathhouse of politics
dark secrets chopped up in death

Pink Floyd told you
pigs can fly
and you had your doubts

No more doubts
the orange man
a Nazis re incarnation
wrapped in the confederate flag
saving no one

Premium Member Depression Tendency

**Depression Tendency** 

How is it that I miss you?
I can't stop these hallucinations,
That I'm nothing without you!

At times, I wonder how you've been?
Still I struggle to find ways to let you back in!
You left and took the depressive mood with you
Now how could you leave me with this fake attitude?
How I long for solitary, that comes with endless solitude
Somehow my body hunger for the emptiness of devil's food.

LIFE! Is still an energy, I must waste~ 
The improvement of nothing came with no after taste
I thought I found the perfect prescription, 
"TO MY BROKEN DOWNSTATE!"
Instead, I noticed the world I don't want to face.

The day I released you from my life,
I smiled to see my first sunrise.
I thought that happiness would bring beautiful sunsets.
Instead, they led me into feelings of more regret.
The void of YOU came with potential side effects.
Laundering around naked without my cloak of depression complex. 
Life never found a way to regulate the balance of  certain chemicals,
that lay deep in the bowels of my brain.
Here I stand expressing the best bipolar depression in every way.
Now my sleeping disorder has gone away.
I don't want these symptoms of being sane every day. 

I need that dramatic change in my appetite, 
I miss the way food had no delight.
I'm tired of all this excessive energy.
I don't want the pleasure of reality.
I want the feelings of hopelessness, with no forgiveness.
I want the feelings of worthlessness, helplessness, and self-hate.
I wanna feel the agitation when I found it difficult to concentrate.
I want the thoughts of slow death in a fetal position state.
I need to intrigue myself without sleep or dreaming.
With the concept that nothing in life is worth redeeming. 
Becoming barricaded ~ keeping myself withdrawn. 
With my natural born depression tendencies'
From DUSK  TILL  DAWN!

by;p.d.

The Worst of the Lot

As a nation, Malaysia is but a mere 28 million strong..
Diverse as she is, we as citizens sing together her national song...
Entitled Negara Ku or My Country, we all arise to pay homage as we sing...
With nationalism in our hearts, many a stellar citizen stands proudly...
Every time the song is trumpeted in any prize giving ceremony...

We are but a small country yet we all have big dreams...
How else can you explain our presence in the world stage ...
In Datuk Lee Chong Wei, the badminton world sees a supremo...
His skills and flair for his chosen game is second to no other.. 
His counterpart, Datuk Nicol Ann David, is just as stellar....
9 years of world status as number one in Woman Squash...
Her achievements eclipsed all other woman players in squash..

But what is this, what disaster brings upon us this latest atrocity...
Our democratically elected Prime Minister from the Razak family...
The venerated Najib Razak Prime Minister Elect and Finance Minister...
Voted and fingered in the whole of Asia as the worst finance minister ...
Decades of painstakingly brand building of the nation of Malaysia...
Many have witnessed how Malaysia emerged stronger in turbulent Asia..
After the ravages of the severe economic crisis back in the nineties ...

The colossal quagmire of an entity called 1MDB, touted as a sovereign fund...
On the back of government guarantees, it secured billions and billions in funds..
After many a mysterious and incomprehensible dealings and wheelings...
1MDB is now a hot potato under suspicion as a conduit for money laundering..
Worse still it is widely perceived to swindle a nation of her citizen's money...
And horrors, the financial minister may have ill gotten gains in his accounts...
With a 50billion deficit and counting , 1MDB is set to be a colossal disaster....

Who is that Finance Minister? He has to be the worst in the whole of Asia!!!


http://malaysiansmustknowthetruth.blogspot.my/2016/05/malaysias-prime-minister-najib-razak.html

Premium Member Controlling Energy

Voices of the silent whispers echo deeply disturbing fact 
debates hold principle those with brains tear down structures 
human rights ignored opening up a can of worms within morals 
where truth is hidden away questions agenda 
envelope of forgotten yesterdays sealed fate 

Honour amongst thieves new world order social control 
handshakes grasp secret societies revealing dark shades 
cover ups underneath the veil careless actions endanger security 
desert storm powered by the central bank hidden secrets leak oil 
  
Where the so called elite are born without sin lawless diamonds 
with their silver spoons attached empty vessels without moral right 
classifies perfection untouchable agents of death 
In the heart of a free man looking at the system 
creating slavery cutting wages spying imprisoning freedom of choice 

Applying pressure drones killing families 
within a cloud of dust or inside evidence to support such horror actions 
criminal murderers sitting in their offices should be banged to rights 
leaving no place for hope or a just democracy strikes issues flawed  
To fatten their purses behind the revolving doors open guess
 
Suffering begins with espionage
 loveless pride exposing sheltered acts 
dragging your heals security council protecting the vulnerable's need  
instead liberal intelligence with your reductions clearly speak volumes  
threatening the poorer field positions you without care 

Royalty who profit from others pain hidden agendas lie 
conspiracy theories can carry truth to the button 
because something is hidden away under dressing why 
we ask ourselves those not brainwashed 
dirty arms deals laundering ill got money gains 
The heads of states 
they are clearly breaking the law
justice is so corrupt fact 
every Joe soap knows 
they only give us the partial truth 
optic nerve cell centre brings up a live wire 
They do not give a rats **** 
who use uranium tipped enriched missals 
poisoning the earth's crust stringing us along as peace keepers 
arming terrorists is an act of war against peace makers 
countless innocent have died at the hands of murderers

Job Offer

They say you applied
Did you apply or they applied
For you?  Now they have supplied.

But have conveniently forgotten
To supply you with the vital kitten
That should take you to their kitchen.

You are mired in grave job frustration
You can`t bother of their company registration
You see nothing but your future jubilation.

Think deeper. Is there something dodgy or straight?
If it`s straight where is their contact info or website?
For all what they are worth, they could be fake
Wait a minute. Your little money they seek to take.

Look for signs of legitimacy. You are wondering?
They want you to be their money laundering….
What? –Mule! Let them do their ‘philandering’.

They mess around on their poor scam spam road
Com`on someone, give me something? A big rod!
Let`s smash them into pulp till they yell, Lord!

Now Hiring

You're rolling in the green right now,
lying naked on a bed of lettuce
Got those nubile maids milking the cash cow,
as you float on tequila dreams,
thinking it's gonna last forever
Money laundering machine
keeps churning out
counterfeit business window dressing
While you sit on your bullet-riddled throne
with a drug kingpin flair
You killed the last man who sat there,
in that blood-red leather chair
Violence consolidated the business,
now everything is in your hands
Got yourself surrounded by a bunch of yes servants
No one to dare tell you
whatcha' doing is wrong
Who questions a man who sits on a bloody throne
Shop's open is the street song
24/7 traffic all day long
The money flowing in so fast 
has to stay off the books
So you're now hiring
the best accountant cooks
You're now hiring
the best laundromat staffing
Those who know how to launder that money clean,
turn it into legit stock holdings
Got yourself surrounded by a bunch of silent, head nodding people
No one to dare tell you
whatcha' doing is wrong
No one to tell you
all that money laundering
ain't never gonna wash your sins clean
You never hired no one to tell you the truth ---
that your killing days are numbered,
and your soul ain't bulletproof

Accidental Washings

Forgetful when it comes to my pocket jeans,
especially when its time to get cleaned,
chewing gum and phone,
after the wash I moan,
at times even laundering the green.






12-21-16

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