Kevin McStay

Perhaps I’m too proud Perhaps I’m too loud  Perhaps I’m afraid of  standing out from the crowd   Perhaps I’m too tall Perhaps I’m too small Perhaps I’m afraid  of bringing my all   Perhaps I’m too tired Perhaps I’m too wired  Perhaps I’m afraid I’m gonna be fired    Perhaps I’ll forget  Perhaps I’ll regret  Perhaps I’ll just run up  masses of debt   Perhaps I won’t know  Perhaps it won’t grow Perhaps it'll just be  a flop of a show   But perhaps I’ll be braver  than my thinking had thought...

“I Was Not Seen, Nor Soothed, Nor Safe, Nor Secure” is a deeply honest spoken word poem inspired by the four essential building blocks of healthy childhood development described by Daniel Siegel—being seen, soothed, safe, and secure—and a personal journey of growing up without them. This poem invites you into a story of restoration, hope, and grace through faith. I was not seen, nor soothed Nor safe, nor secure.  I sought the treasure But could find no cure    I heard try and try  and try...

A spoken-word journey through brokenness, guilt, and the quiet ache of woundedness — yet it ultimately reveals the tender, restorative love of God. The shards of my shame,  lay scattered and shattered,  As I painfully sought, To piece together all that mattered.   Those shards of my shame,  The dregs of my dross, Sporadic and strewn, I kept account of my loss.    I felt for those shards, As I groped on the ground, The needles of guilt, In a room with no sound.   A room with no sound, No noise...