I
tried
to
paint
the
sky
But
couldn't
remake
the
moment
No,
you
had
to
be
there
With
her
and
I
I
sang
a
song
to
the
river
But
the
water
didn't
care
No,
you
had
to
be
there
To
see
her
hand
in
mine
Don't
you
miss
your
moment?
It
will
surely
pass
you
by
You
can't
relive
a
moment
Only
in
your
dying
mind
So
hold
on
to
it
Cause
you
can't
remake
the
sky
I
tried
to
mould
a
mountain
But
couldn't
climb
my
way
down
No,
you
had
to
be
there
To
see
my
dreams
flow
through
her
hair
I
tried
to
tell
my
tale
But
even
with
endless
pages
filled
You
had
to
be
there
To
feel
her
lips
and
see
her
smile
Lee Call
Lee Call is currently serving a 20-year non-violent sentence. He arrived at Lawton prison determined not to let his time be wasted. From the beginning, he made a deliberate choice: to use this chapter of his life to grow, to learn, and to become someone he could be proud of. Writing became one of the central ways he pursued that commitment. As an aspiring writer and artist, he set goals rooted in his own definition of success—seeking guidance, building skills, contributing something meaningful to others, and finding a community that wanted to see him thrive. For Lee, writing is both an anchor and an offering. It is how he stays aligned with the man he is becoming, how he builds a future for himself and his family, and how he shares a voice he once feared would go unheard.
