Whom It May Concern -
My name is Malik Hasan aka Darrell
Lomax. I am currently condemned to Death Row at San Quentin, California
State Prison. I was judged guilty in September 1996 in the Long Beach
Superior Court for the alleged crime of robbery and murder. I did not
commit these crimes, nor did I have knowledge of them. I have been
wrongfully convicted and condemned to death. I believe the evidence in
my case will support my innocence.
On August 29, 1994 I was detained,
harrassed, and arrested during an "alleged" routine traffic infraction.
stop in which I was a backseat passenger. During the illegal detention
I was ordered to participate in a field identification line up and also
given a gunshot residue test. Both field identification lineup and
gunshot residue tests were negative; providing proof of my innocence.
None the less I continued to be illegally detained.
After an exploratory search took
place of the interior of the vehicle and weapons were found, I was
escorted to the Long Beach, California County Jail and booked on CCW
(Carry Concealed Weapons) despite being a backseat passenger. My rights
were never read to me.
On September 1, 1994, I went to be
arraigned on the charge of murder and robbery, no CCW was ever
mentioned. The arraignment was postponed for two weeks because I didn't
have an attorney.
On March 13, 1995 by order of the
Second Appellate Court my case was dismissed for violations of ferrata
issue, due process issue, and statutory violation, but was refiled the
same day. I wasn't present for the dismissal although available in the
I was inadequetly represented by the
Public Defenders Office. I repeatedly addressed the Court regarding the
attorneys poor performance, misrepresentation,unwillingness to
investigate, and file motions, among other things. Additionally he
represented an alleged witness for the prosecution while the office
represented me, causing a conflict of interest.
Although initially denied, records
later proved that the same alleged witness recieved the benefit of a
deal between the prosecutor in my case (and or others acting on his
behalf) and Compton judge to have a PC 1385 Case against him dismissed.
Additionally, he recieved a dismissal of 1,600.00 worth of traffic
tickets, and suspended licence reinstated. The fact that he carried a
concealed weapon on the night he was questioned was ignored. This
"witness" was manufactured to further the case. Not only was this
witness caught in numerous lies, he admitted on cross examination to
being a liar.
It is my strong belief that serious
misconduct took place between the prosecutors, his detectives, and the
Public Defenders Office. The appointed public defender did nothing to
ensure my rights were protected at any point of his representation.
My alleged co-defendant admitted to
and tested positive as being under the influence of PCP. An
investigation revealed there was an eyewitness inside the business
where the crime took place who says he saw the perpetrators. The same
eyewitness cleared me at a filed investigation line up of being
involved with the crime. According to reports, he in fact identified
the shooter. My attorney failed to secure this witness for my trial,
claiming he was unable to locate him. A later investigation by an
outside attorney about the possibility of a conflict of interest
between myself and the Public Defenders Office revealed this eyewitness
was in fact locatable. He appeared in person for a pre-sentencing
investigation report on my alleged co defendant who took a deal for ten
years to implicate me in this crime.
My public defender made no effort to
preserve the eyewitness that motioned to exonerate me, contact other
witnesses who could have verified my whereabouts, nor bring forth the
information regarding the numerous favours offered to the
"manufactured" witness. These errors caused irreperable damage to my
Upon conclusion of the investigation
the Public Defenders Office was dismissed; the conflict was regarded as
egrious. The public defenders replacement, a private counsel hired by
the Court, went to trial unprepared. He failed to call what had become
my most important witness who could have verified my wherabouts the
night of the incident, and informed him of the whereabouts of another
witness. He claimed he could not find / locate her when in fact she was
on probation and routinely reporting to her probation officer.
During the trial no physical evidence
pointed toward me. The alleged murder weapon had prints; but not mine.
There was a footprint on a bag inside the crime scene which was not
mine. I was ordered to participate in a field identification line-up
and a gun residue test; both resulting in the negative. There was an
eyewitness that not only exonerated me, but identified the shooter.
My case if full of inconsistencies,
and a prime example of a prosecutors over zealousness to present a
conviction for a horrific crime. I have been condemned for death for
something I did not do. I am indigent and I need help. If you can
provide any kind of assistance to me; know of anyone who may, or have
any referrals please contact me at the address above. Thank you for
Malik Hasan aka Darrel Lomax
MALIK HASAN / AKA
PO Box K27402 -
San Quentin State
San Quentin CA
Poetry And Songs By Darrell
unready for me,
yet ready to see
could live out her
though as hard as
knew not of her
knew not of the man
born son of his
it was cold how
sent a chill up my
how he left us
So I hated his name
But I knew not the
Double crossed him
caught (?) wit a
Never seen who I am
From a boy into a
by Darrell Lomax,
Lets hang all
those who want the
rules to exist
Cuz they are the
ones who got life in a twist.
Are we not free to
express how we feel
Even if we have to
But you won't see
me cry when you die
Cuz life has birth
' til you live out your life
So don't be a
cloud less its chronic or weed
Don't come around
to just leave
I don't vote cause
I don't give a damn
Two people lying
don't care who I am
You parents who
punish when rules are ignored
Will loose your
love from your child thats for sure
Cuz you don't know
just how long
they will live
And everyday love
is the kind you should give.
You wonder why
they don't ask how you are
forgotten all the scars.
I didn't revenge
but some kids lost their heads
one squeeze of the
trigger you're dead
Your calling it
dark but the truth is light
Nobody forgot who
We fight and we
kill just a mirror of you
and locking us up
You see what you
done you didn 't hear our excuse
On why we were
late after school
You see I'm a
child needing a friend in this world
A being, a boy, I
So punish me for
my phases in life
Is telling me I
don't have rights
You brought me
here don't be mad
at me now
Cuz you all alone
with no spouse
If rubbers were
made whose responsible now
When you made me
It don't take long
now to figure
You hate the you
in me now
For all I'm
worth, I am who I am
I don't give a
You needing me now
for my fortune and fame
Now I'm your son
with a name.
You calling it
cold how I'm speaking my mind
Speaking a truth
hard to find
Its the anger for
you why we rob
Its the hate for
the rules why we loot
I'm giving you
game on the problem today
A grown man
thinking like an eight year old
We venting with
power its dangerous now
And you can't ever
hold us down
You put us in
homes, called the cops, what a sin,
I'm criminal now
with my friends
What you expect,
never cared how
I'm playing the
hand I was dealt.
Now look in my eyes
No, don 't say a
Cuz this here song
by Darrell Lomax
I pray with my
eyes closed tight.
I had what I
needed to fight
I’m sure I could
win and accomplish my goals
Separate my true
friends from my foes.
I swear up under
with all of my
nerves smelled up in my chest,
the time would be
now my assistance is here,
actualized, realized and clear.
The woman and men
whom I summoned with hope,
Would team-mate my
efforts to point reach the goal.
So that all of us
would be well enough to give,
Each other support
and of course our relatives.
We could extend
more of our selves to each others folks,
Beyond the blood
line and out to a strangers hope.
Color don’t matter
to a heart in love,
With the fact that
we’re all flesh and blood.
operated and fed off of receiving attention
gives us that ultimately compliment our existence!
The people of this
living world as humans got this!!
From The Inside Out
My perception of beauty isn’t all skin deep
It’s the personality’s character that wins me
I love women who keep clean and stay fit
who can think for herself with confidence
but in privacy’s confidence she let’s go
and let the man take full control
I’m a fan of fetish having woman eve: bit the apple so
I’m also addicted to woman who’s into shinning
I have a soul full of energy that’s ready in spirit
to do whatever will pleasure her in spirit
I’m into hustling up happiness, so I’m part sneaky
Addicted to the rush of the risk of being sneaky
I feel deserving of every thing I desire
my energy won’t retire I’m ampted up and inspired
By the rights that I have to be pleased
you see pleasure a measure better than need
and I believe in order to receive
The everything that you want you must proceed
through life on a mission persistent
looking every direction until something catches you attention
and it’s at that very instance your instincts should indulge
Go with the flow let the moment spiritually stimulate your soul
spontaneous play exercises your nerves
to reach out and grab what ever it is that you feel that you deserve
I’m seeking to connect with a mature woman on the level
refusing to follow the crowd more like a rebel
who is real enough to talk about things
Normally people don’t wish to discuss like the dreams
we be having or vision
The sex, money or power were lacking or missing
I’m here willing to listen an offer assistance
Both ears undivided attention
Did I mention you may speak freely and bold
and don’t worry I choose to keep my mouth closed
The secrets you speak are the secrets I’ll keep
cause secrets to me are secrets so we can build
An indestructible magnetical force field
that seals us in with trust and keeps us untouched
from nosey people who gossip too much
So trust this I speak I’m seeking for she
who may be the you if you feel like me
if so come on with all games aside
you be the you, you are and let’s vibe
“from the insides out”
Song Lyrics: “From A God To A Thug”
Dear God, here some words from that spirit you left,
Soulfully trapped in the flesh, sewed to me black is my flesh,
with every breath I breathe I heed that you don’t give a fuck,
blessed everybody but us.
And what up with all this after my death I’m getting judged?
See if after my death I’m still a thug in your eyes you really
in your eyes you really don’t give a fuck
that I’m a product of sex humping with lust.
I adjusted to life in motion as is,
I’m suppose to be focusing,
on how to twist me a chance or break,
to hustle happiness so I can escape.
The mind state by design that’s summed up,
From me you getting love or respect or nothing but
Enough room to keep traveling by,
I keep position on every body alive.
Recognized human error is trusting without proof
Dam what you say I’m a watch what the fuck you do
I’m through with all that stressing on hope,
Are you a mutha-fucking friend or foe?
It’s nothing personal, but maybe it is,
I’ve been betrayed by some family and friends
I never trespassed, theft their love or betrayed trust,
but now it’s out of sight out of mind and that's fucked up!
To be a student taught lessons on blood thicker than water,
then abandoned when you facing a slaughter.
I oughta skip love, chase my pleasure and be about me,
And never let you in on what bothers me.
Cause obviously nobody cares until you erupt
And somebody's left fucked up!
It’s just us with never enough care to gives a fuck,
From over here to over there we all fucked up!
Holding in pain hushed on the past,
To numb to cry when we sad!
And mad our memories are all black and gray
Surprised that we alive today!
Breathing hope with our passion
That somebody love us to satisfaction, with out us asking!!
Do you believe in live,
From a God to a thug??
„Today I was thinking“
Have you ever counted up the amount of your fears?
nd weighed them up against your courage and it became clear,
that half of your discouragement has to blamed on you
concerning everything that you don’t have is reality’s way of
That if you are afraid to attempt the try to succeed in life
Then you and only you can be blamed for the tears that water your eyes
So I advise you to realize that happiness is found located in acts
You see, our emotions communicate through physical acts
Infact happiness is energy excited and alive
Motivated once we engage in the participation of a try
and won’t lie, within us all there is a battle between our courage and
the altercation ceases the very moment we commit to a decision sincere
Set out to do something by way of communicating or physical acts
to explain something to the point or succeed doing this or that
It’s now time to ask
Have you ever been exactly where you desired to be
right there in position surrounded by the light of finally?
And it’s all on you to initiate interaction
step up to the plate of opportunity and make things happen,
well I try to make things happen and suggest that you do the same
because hustling up happiness is the reward of the game!
So be sure to set out early respecting the estimation of time
to be sure that you do what needs to be done within the schedule of time
Your mind should continue planning, I scenario play myself
beware some will exclaim that over thinking isn’t good for your health
But I was taught “that failure to plan is planning to fail”
So I plan to water the fire of my desires burning hell!
I believe that knowledge is power and understanding liberates us
from those who plan to peer pressure within us fear to become worried
about what they think about how we go about feasting our curiosity’s
I say continue on with your experimental treasure hunt proud like
When I was young life was revealed maturely and people kept-up by
And if you couldn’t keep up you got left behind last
So I caught on quick, asked questions and took heed,
Proceeded to apply what I understood set out to succeed.
“MY DYING PEN”
MY PEN MERELY WHISPERS ACROSS THE PAPER
QUIETLY PRINTING OUT THE VOICE OF MY EMOTIONS
THE ANGER, THE RAGE, THE LOVE AND CONCERN.
WHICH IS LOUDER THEN THE VOICE OF YOUR IMAGINATION BEING SUBJECTED TO
THE WORSE NIGHTMARE YOU HAVE EVER DREAMED.
YOU HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO HEAR THE FOOTSTEPS OF YOU BEING CHASED.
YOU MUST LISTEN ONCE AGAIN TO THE HEARTBEAT PULSE OF YOUR FEAR.
IT’S LIKE YOUR ENERGY PERSPIRES, AND YOU’RE BREATHING HEAVY, SWEATING.
HOWEVER, YOUR SCREAMING HAS NO SOUND WITHIN YOUR DREAM.
YOUR MIGHT HAS NO FIGHT, YOUR STRENGTH HAS NO POWER.
YOUR QUICKNESS HAS NO SPEED, EVERYTHING IS MOVING IN SLOW MOTION.
IT’S LIKE YOU’RE IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE SURROUNDED BY NOTHING BUT
TERRORIZED BY VOICES TO UNCLEAR FOR THE EAR TO HEAR JUST REPITIOUS
SOUND BITING MUFFLES.
BLURRY FACES SMOKY TO YOUR VISION ONLY CAN BE CAUGHT BY THE CORNER OF
MY PEN CAN ALSO CAPTURE THE QUIETNESS OF A FEATHER LANDING ON A FLUFFY
PATCH OF COTTON.
BUT, NOT EVEN I HEARD THE PEN DYING SHEDDING IT’S BLOOD OF INK
IN SACRIFICE TO BRING ALIVE THIS WRITING.
HOWEVER, THE SOUL OF IT’S EXISTENCE LIVES FOREVER SILENTLY
WITHIN THE CHARM OF THIS PARAGRAPH (SMILE),
REINCARNATED THE VERY MOMENT YOU BEGIN TO READ THE LAST WORDS OF MY
A BUM TO ME IS A WISE OLD MAN;
WHO FIGURED THE WHOLE THING OUT.
THE SEMANTICS BEHIND THE LIFE WE LIFE
IS CONQUERING EVERY DOUBT.
EMBRACING THE TRUTH AND CHALLENGING LIES
IS TO GO THAT ROUTE AND SEE.
PEOPLE ONLY CARE FOR YOU
IF YOU'RE A PLEASANT SIGHT TO SEE.
SO DRESS THE WORST AND APPROACH THE CROWD.
CAMOUFLAGE TO BE A BUM:
GUARANTEED YOUR ENEMIES
WILL BE THE FIRST TO THROW YOU A CUMB.
BUT ALL YOUR FRIENDS, ASSOCIATES
AND FAMILY MEMBERS ALIKE
WILL LOOK UPON YOU IN PURE DISGUST
AND BAN YOU FROM THEIR SIGHT.
ANOTHER THING ABOUT THE BUM
I TRULY LEARNED TO ADMIRE
OF ALL THE ONES I'VE SAT AND TALKED WITH
NONE TO ME WERE LIARS.
LOOK THROUGH MY MIND THROUGH OUT THESE LINES
CHOICE PICKED NORMAL WORDS
AND FIND A CLUE WITHIN THIS SCRIPT
OF A MAN WHO RESPECTS THE CURB!
MAY THE HOMELESS FIND SHELTER, LOVE AND GOOD FORTUNE
ORIGINAL CCADP PENPAL REQUEST
Hello, my name is
Darrell, AKA - Element. Born 6/22/70, a true blend of Gemini
& Cancer. 5'10", 185 lbs. I've unjustly remained on
death row for the past 7 years. I read, write poetry and music.
an essential part of my day / night. I'm very athletic and
maintain a rigid exercise program. I'm in excellent shape and
intensely disciplined, both body and mind. I consider myself;
sincere, openminded, soulfully grounded and intensely loyal to those
worthy. My dark side tends to compliment my light side with a
blend of spirituality and realness. Drawn by the succulent nectar
of forbidden fruit, at times I just can't help myself ( evil grin).
I seek just one special person; someone I can ultimately connect with.
Someone living outside the box of society's norm, not afraid to
soar spiritually as well as help me face the reality of my fate.
So if you desire to be listened to - heard out
and communicated with about whatever you wish to discuss, reach
to me. Don't be afraid...I'm looking to connect as well.
Darrell Lomax AKA Element
PO Box K27402
San Quentin State Prison, San Quentin CA
FOR MORE INFORMATION ON
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