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Malik Shabazz

Malik is 38 and incarcerated in the US (IL).

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A heart so big words can’t describe my truth.
Willing to unfold but also willing to listen to you too…
I’m in search for a friend and simply just that open to a lot of things but willing to take the necessary steps. I admire loyalty and principle, which defines who I am. Looking for that positive energy as I changed who I am. I’m understanding, I’m considerate and I’m an amazing man. I’ve been through hell and back but still tall I stand. I’m a poet, I write books and success will be my story. I’m not ashamed of my past as my ups and downs are my glory. I came from a dark place I eventually overcame. I fell down so many times but now victory I claim. I’m looking for you and I’m sure you’re looking for me too. I can only imagine how great we can be. And how far these stars may shoot.
If only you would take time and cast away your fear of being let down. Because I’m looking to build as I retired from my criminal background.
As I wanna be your friend, your motivation or anything else I can be. I wanna share thoughts, have deep conversations and be everything else you may need.
Just hit me up on my email or write a letter… I’m guaranteed to make you smile… What I won’t do, is let you down!
Women only please.


They don’t understand what pain is… Locked inside a cage til the end of days left me braindead.
Family pushed away, confused by the decisions I made… They don’t understand, I used to be a demon.
I was actually an accidental discharged of semen.
Born to be a rebel to the system… I harbor hatred.
Resistant to police, snitches and rats… I just can’t seem to fake it.
My own racketeer-brother told them people on me… that left me heartless.
Seeing I was the one securing the land, pulling 24 hour-nights and taking out targets.
Took a case for the bros and ain’t nobody send me a dollar.
And my girl, she ungrateful… I helped her get a condo and I ain’t even them babies’ father.
I can’t help it… I’m real but I feel betrayed.
Where was the love when for weeks I was hunger-striking, refusing trays, fighting C/Os and tact-teams… ain’t nobody help me, I was a loner.
They used to hate on me for chasing blue faces but I was the one who stood on them corners.
They figured out they couldn’t rob or kill me, so they used Chicago Police to take me out the game.
They ain’t have the guns or the heart, so they told the gang-unit my name.
But when I clapped Robocop and Alonso, now everybody team “free Malik”.
Then that judge offered me 95 years in the “4.0.2.” and they disappeared and I ain’t had a friend in over 200 weeks.
Cook County Jail 7 years straight fighting my case, eating cat food and bologna week by week.
Nobody accepting my calls like I wasn’t just feeding the streets.
I went from poppin’ bottles in “K.O.D” to chappin op from skittles and lemon-drops just to poor me a drink.
And my homie smoking “raid” and nail-polish just to take the pain away… He only 25 but got 63.
This pain I feel is real and for some reason, it just won’t go away.
And no matter how hard I fight to be free, my light seems to go further and further away.

Looking But Never Finding.

I gave up on looking for love
Instead I’m in search for someone I can trust
I need the truth; I’m worn out on the sympathetic lies
I’m tired and burnt out on women not wanting to hurt my feelings… thinking I might cry
I ran outta tears anyway a long time ago
I cast away my fear when I gave up hope
Knowing I’ll probably never find a heart as big as mine
This is probably just Karma for all my fays of crime
This is probably a sig telling me to stop looking and just let love find
Maybe it’s just me being too sincere and always being too kind
Wearing my heart on my sleeve… I can admit I was a sucka for love
Wearing all these scars… I’m confused if it’s even possible for me to begin to trust.
Looking for but never finding… I’m lost in my search
Looking but now I’m blinded by being so hurt

Date of Birth: 01/04/1985 (38 years old)
Gender: Male
Marital Status: Single
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Race: Black or African American
Ethnicity: Not Hispanic or Latino
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Height: 5 ft. 7 in.
Body Type: Average
Hometown: Chicago, Illinois (USA)
Spoken Languages: English
Religion: Muslim
Astrological Sign: Capricorn

Profile will end on: 09/16/2024

Malik Shabazz #R53189

Lawrence Correctional Center
10930 Lawrence Road
Sumner, IL 62466

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Incarcerated Since: 2014
Sentence Received: 31 years
Earliest Release: 2040

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Attempted Murder

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